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[hear_alone]

this is where i say i've had enough
and no one should feel the way that i feel
now a walking open wound a trophy
display of bruises and i dont believe that
i'm getting any better waiting
here with hopes the phone will ring and i'm
thinking awful things and i'm
pretty sure that few would notice and this
apartment is starving for an
argument anything at all to break the silence
wandering this house like i've
never wanted out and this is about as
social as i get now and i'm
throwing away the letters that i am
writing you cause they would
never do i would never do waiting here with
hopes the phone will ring and
i'm thinking awful things and i'm pretty
sure that few would notice and
this apartment is starving for an argument
anything at all to break the
silence so dont be a liar dont say that
everything is working when
everything is broken and you smile like
a saint but you curse like a
sailor and your eyes say the jokes on
me now