So to my friends that even call, but I don't call back -
I want you deep inside my heart upon a hill.
It seems to hide sometimes and run away and wonder.
I'm really sick of saying "sorry", but I will.
Let me hold you up so you can touch affordable skies.
Live your life just like a dream without the pain of goodbyes.

So save your breath - I will not hear.
I think, I made it very clear.
You couldn't hate enough to love.
Is that supposed to be enough?
I only wish you weren't my friend...
Then I could hurt you in the end.
I never claimed to be a Saint,
My own was banished long ago.
It took the death of hope to let you go...
So break yourself against my stones
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