| There’s a sense of attachment with my spot on Jake’s floor
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| Until I pick up my shit and I walk out the door
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| To go lay on a couch and ignore how I know everything
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| (Is dead)
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| But I’ve been drinking so much it isn’t hard to forget
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| I’m the «asshole with asthma» sucking down cigarettes
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| Welcoming early death
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| And the «in-betweens» are short reminders
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| Of drives we used to take god damn it
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| (I watched you walk away)
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| I just sat outside and chewed up my fingers until you
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| (Told me stay away)
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| It hurt me so bad but you said it much nicer than that
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| (That for me) was all I heard for
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| (Weeks on end) it’s a never ending noise
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| (That left me) indifferent towards
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| (Everything) I’ve ever known
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| I watched you walk away
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| There’s overwhelming resentment towards the choices I’ve made
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| And it’s helping me to forget the names of the days
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| Until the calendar book’s just a page that I covered up
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| With arguments (I'm in no place to use)
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| And past tenses (From days of me and you)
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| All presented (in an ink that) bleeds right through |
| But your words were chosen well
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| (Your words were chosen well)
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| Yeah I couldn’t say it better myself
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| (I couldn’t say it better myself)
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| Yeah your words were chosen well
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| And mine just helped to build myself a fucking private hell
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| (I let you walk away)
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| I just sat inside and stared at the floor thinking of
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| (Words I didn’t say)
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| It made me so mad cause I couldn’t blame you for that
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| (That for me) was all I saw for
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| (Weeks on end) it’s a never ending scene
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| (That left me) indifferent towards
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| (Everything) and everyone I know
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| And that for me was all I heard for
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| Weeks on end, never ending noise
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| Left me indifferent towards
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| Everything I’ve ever known and
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| (I don’t hate you)
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| That for me was all I saw for
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| (I don’t blame you)
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| Weeks on end it’s a never ending scene
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| (I don’t hate you)
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| That left me indifferent towards
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| (I don’t blame you)
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| Everything and everyone
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| (I watched you walk away)
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| And all things aside I’ll swallow my pride I know
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| (I let you walk away)
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| You’ll go your own way I’ll sit and self loath with loneliness |
| (I'm alone)
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| Alone with loneliness
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| I watched you walk away |