It hurts to think she's a better friend than I am.
Because if I'm not good at that,
What the hell am I good at?
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Over The Ledge
Poesia"Little do you know how I'm breaking while you fall asleep" Some people turn to alcohol Some turn to drugs I have words.
Thought 1.
It hurts to think she's a better friend than I am.
Because if I'm not good at that,
What the hell am I good at?
