all these letters, and you still chose to be my (e)X
all these cameras, and you still couldn't picture us together
all this soap, and i still can't wash you out of my mind
all these doors, and you still decided to walk out on me
all these fingers, and i still couldn't count on your love
all these vegetables, and you still chose to have beef
all these pencils, and you still think i'm pointless
all this paper, and you still tore me apart
all these cans, but we still can't
all these brooms, and you still didn't want to fly away with me
:'(