I care too much to ever give a fuck about anyone other than
you
These backwards days drive me insane
I don’t know what I should do
If you’re missing me then I’m missing you
When you told me a lie I told you the truth
And now we’re drifting much farther
This pen is my partner and this paper the scenery
These thoughts are the bullets taking the life of me
I’m painting a picture inside of your mind
With hope that you want to rewind us back to our beginning
The same thoughts repeating
Trembling through countless nights
Thinking you were always right
Counting the seconds as they come and pass
Trapping myself in an hour glass
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