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It's like pulling every single hair from your head,
Being screamed at, straight into the ear,
Having your heart ripped out, stompped on, and put back into place, torn apart.
It's like losing everything you've ever stood for,
Having absolutely no place to go on a saturday night,
Feeling alone, exhausted, and scared.
It's like giving up on best friends, after years and years of company,
A thousand tears, all bombarding you at once,
That sick-to-your-stomach feeling that makes you want to puke.
It's like a good song on the radio that doesn't come in clear,
Getting your hopes up only to have them broken down by the one you love,
Not having enough money to buy another pack of smokes, when all you have is one left.
It's like dreaming those sweet and perfect dreams but waking up to a nightmare,
Drinking tons and tons of coffee and realizing that the buzz just fades away,
The feeling you get, multiplied by 100, when you see your ex with his new love.
It's nothing you've ever felt before.
Being screamed at, straight into the ear,
Having your heart ripped out, stompped on, and put back into place, torn apart.
It's like losing everything you've ever stood for,
Having absolutely no place to go on a saturday night,
Feeling alone, exhausted, and scared.
It's like giving up on best friends, after years and years of company,
A thousand tears, all bombarding you at once,
That sick-to-your-stomach feeling that makes you want to puke.
It's like a good song on the radio that doesn't come in clear,
Getting your hopes up only to have them broken down by the one you love,
Not having enough money to buy another pack of smokes, when all you have is one left.
It's like dreaming those sweet and perfect dreams but waking up to a nightmare,
Drinking tons and tons of coffee and realizing that the buzz just fades away,
The feeling you get, multiplied by 100, when you see your ex with his new love.
It's nothing you've ever felt before.