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Like lets fuckin party all the time
Im searching for lost goods that i cant find
Like love passion lust
No fuck all of the above
Ive been spilling my heart every fuckin day
but u cant pick it up its clear i gotta say
so things are getting better we think
as im starin at the bottom of another empty drink
'Your an alcoholic" i hear from the one i love
i drink to escape from every snubbed hug
how many times do u have to turn
before i realize that that flame no longer burns
so call me what u will just to get it off ur chest
I once had my shit together now its a fuckin mess
im pickin up the pieces of a fragmented relationship
give me a call its clear u dont give a shit
so fuck the poems that im forced to write
it doesnt change the fact our nightly conversations always result in a fight
so you can be independednt and ill sit back and watch
i held the key to ur heart but i cant find the lock
im stressed because im less u dont like spending time for us u confessed
ur not another girl u were my fuckin best
so dont shed another tear for what we had
u turn all those smiles upside down, your mad
dont lash out at the ones u love but i guess were both guilty
dont hang out our dirty laundry if that shit is filthy
and it doesnt apply now but it applied then
thinking about the beginning while u were looking for the end
so take ur breaks as i sit here thinkin u were a mistake
u need ur space but cmon love this shit is fake
anytime the one u care for says she wants some time alone
not acknowloedging ur there not answering her phone
taking time away from love so she can go get stoned
ya gotta take a step back and look at the situation
not feeling the need for revenge but vindication
time we'll never get back its time to pick up the slack
The LOVE was real and thats a fuckin fact
so i know ur gonna be heat when u see my memoirs
but the pain was real and u can see it in my scars
Im searching for lost goods that i cant find
Like love passion lust
No fuck all of the above
Ive been spilling my heart every fuckin day
but u cant pick it up its clear i gotta say
so things are getting better we think
as im starin at the bottom of another empty drink
'Your an alcoholic" i hear from the one i love
i drink to escape from every snubbed hug
how many times do u have to turn
before i realize that that flame no longer burns
so call me what u will just to get it off ur chest
I once had my shit together now its a fuckin mess
im pickin up the pieces of a fragmented relationship
give me a call its clear u dont give a shit
so fuck the poems that im forced to write
it doesnt change the fact our nightly conversations always result in a fight
so you can be independednt and ill sit back and watch
i held the key to ur heart but i cant find the lock
im stressed because im less u dont like spending time for us u confessed
ur not another girl u were my fuckin best
so dont shed another tear for what we had
u turn all those smiles upside down, your mad
dont lash out at the ones u love but i guess were both guilty
dont hang out our dirty laundry if that shit is filthy
and it doesnt apply now but it applied then
thinking about the beginning while u were looking for the end
so take ur breaks as i sit here thinkin u were a mistake
u need ur space but cmon love this shit is fake
anytime the one u care for says she wants some time alone
not acknowloedging ur there not answering her phone
taking time away from love so she can go get stoned
ya gotta take a step back and look at the situation
not feeling the need for revenge but vindication
time we'll never get back its time to pick up the slack
The LOVE was real and thats a fuckin fact
so i know ur gonna be heat when u see my memoirs
but the pain was real and u can see it in my scars