Out of sight out of mind
You are making me realise
Slowly
That I'm wasting your time
And mine
For some kind of nothing
Or a little bit of something
While I'm tearing my hair out
She hardly flinches
I am stronger than this
For reasons that you've missed
There is nothing for me here
Except a calculated risk
That I am not willing to take
From you
Anymore.
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