isn't it sad how when
i have things to say
the person on the
other end doesn't want to respondisn't it sad how i
could tell you everything
you need to hear yet you decide
to pretend i'm not hereisn't it sad how you need me
at the exact time i'm out of reach?
isn't it so god damn sad babe
that i'm the one pretending you're not here now
YOU ARE READING
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