He'd give us secret money to buy her anything she likes
Put pictures of her in photo albums to try to keep them nice
Anytime you'd ask him, he'd say things just didn't work out right
Whisper that he'd still be with her if it were a different life
She would run and hide away anytime he would travel down
Tore him out of pictures if tear stains didn't blur him out
Rarely spoke his name without her smiles becoming frowns
Swore she begged him to stay, begged him to just turn back around
They could never look each other in the eyes or be in the same room
Dad would say hello while mom would nod and hurry through
In different directions, you'd find them, backs turned to cry
The story of my parents loving each other at the wrong time
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A Dark Story
Random"Everyone lies awake at 3 a.m just thinking about life and shit, but have you ever thought about writing them down?"
