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I live in notes and photographs
and everything I'm holding back,
but you're the words that weren't enough
You remind me of a song I used to love.
I couldn't call you if I wanted.
My fingers couldn't work if they tried.
They're so sore from keeping crossed
and tracing over cuts on my worthless arms
If I said "I hated the feeling" it would be a lie.
When he said, "I hope you're sleeping better knowin' that I never sleep at all."
And did you reply with that smile...
I know this can't be what you had in mind, I guess you'll try it all again next fall.
You'll feel better on the day that he dies.
And here's to all the boys you'll kiss, and all the scars left on their lips.
And here's to all the boys you'll date, the ones we'll make sure that we hate.
♥
i told you the truth when i told you i loved you