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So I guess this how my life goes now Cuz the bitter taste stings and my lungs gone sour And pretty things only last for an hour And i wish you still sent those pics from your shower We always knew I was a pessimist Now I'm standing one foot off the precipice Guess I never had your heart ya it was counterfeit And now I'm stuck up in my room just sifting through the evidence Ya But that's just how that shit go Maybe one day you'll hear me right through your radio Maybe you'll call me up and you'll say you're coming home ya Mommy says I'm handsome but I'm standing here alone ya You used to call me on a Friday night Hands in your hair while we're kissing under neon lights Loading up on pills but my doctor says I'll be alright Never got to say goodbye You're moving to the 305 And I've been under the impression that you forgot me Forgot me And I've been under the impression you don't care about me About me I've been fucked since you left me Prozac tears on my bedsheets Black hair one eye like I'm one piece Fuck all this ya I guess that you're happy 3 months pass and I'm crying 2 weeks gone you were lying 1 false move and I'm dying Fuck how I feel here's a medal for trying So many ways I could tell you I'm sorry Told you I loved you and parked on a side street Fog on the windows like desert safari Clenching your teeth while you're breathing so softly