robloxiaaan

Is it too late to turn around?
          	I'm already halfway out of town
          	Now I know how I let you down
          	Oh, I finally figured it out
          	Is it too late to turn around?
          	I'm already halfway out of town
          	Now I know how I let you down
          	Oh, I finally figured it out

robloxiaaan

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There was a time I knew were you were
          You weren't mine, at least not yet
          But I'd like to dream that you were
          There was a space only you could fill
          And no one has and no one will
          'Til you come back again.
          Precious moments that we've shared
          They're nothing to you
          But I remember every single glance
          They were promised, they were few
          Too few I want one more chance at...
          Can I call you my friend
          'Til you come back again?
          I still have my hopes every morning.
          Hopes that will never be true because
          
          
          I remember,where the fuck is my brain.
          There's no hope left.