.bring in the past.

Oct 11, 2003 01:48

i found a friend
in all of your lies
you treat me so nice
i cant believe my bones
when they say so many things
they tell me i am fine
believe me, i try

EVER SO SWEET
you make this seem
the way things go
its not my fault
and i miss you so good
for all of those nights
we lost our way back home

EVER SO SWEET
you baked it in cakes for me
will you left behind
it hurts my teeth
bring in the past
with those postcards you sent for me
every line brings me right back down

cant you see the wall you built for me
cant you see the wall you built for me
cause were not special, were not special
cause im not special, im not special

EVER SO SWEET
you baked it in cakes for me
will you left behind
it hurts my teeth
bring in the past
with those postcards you sent for me
every line brings me right back down
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