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I tried to hold your hand but you'd rather hold your grudge
chapstick, chapped lips, and things like chemistry
so lets play this game, called when you catch fire i wouldn't piss to put you out.
stop burning bridges, and drive off of them, so i can forget about you
the ghost of you is all that i have left of you to hold....
In a perfect word, this could never happen, in a perfect world, you'd still be here..