Sitting in the corner of your living room convinced this was the last time I'd see you, my last conversation with you.
You persevered but now state lines provide a distance I abuse
Walk down the garden path, memories meet me on the street
Summers spent swinging from the clothes line in your backyard
Now I'm smoking alone in my room despite the thought of you to bring me back to who I used to be
This is never who I wanted to be
Eventually time will wash away the memory
Ignorance is my only form of bliss
Avoiding the fact that I could be more than this
Too scared to pick up the phone at the thought of a dial tone
or what you might say "this must be such a rare day"
Remove the pain but make me feel ill
We knew the day would come
Distance myself so that the pain feels numb
I can't do this on my own
(Stay far away)
I know that I haven't called
Too scared to pick up the phone at the thought of a dial tone
I know that I haven't called
Too scared to call and say that I'll miss you every fucking day
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