i'm happy now that you're away for me
until i miss your tongue in my chest
you probably still miss that shitboy
who broke your heart and left it on pieces
on the ground, until i pick up and rebuild
girl, i guess i don't have enough glue
sorry, i can't give my heart to you
maybe there's nothing left to do
you still laugh, but i bet you think too
you will disappear with no clues
and i'll be lying and drunk on the floor
still wishing you, looking at the moon.
(escrito em 05/07/18)
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