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blue hearts trimmed in yellow

seem so sad within

its all a game im tired of playing

but the prize is you, and i have to win

time wont pass when you're not around

this room is getting small

the walls are slowly closing in

but they dont care at all

it seems i reach the end of my rope

each night i spend alone

thinking of you, i cling to frayed pieces

that burn my fingers to the bone

my only company is the hum

of the fan as it spins and spins

making the light dance over me

i lay drowning in my own sins

im yawning now, goddamn im tired

but sleep is running away

running and hiding from these eyes

sleep comes with the day

its been 2 months

since my heart began anew

since you picked it up and brushed it off

since it started beating for you

i think too much on these lonely nights

i think that everything i do

all the kisses and smiling "I love you"s

will never be good enough for you

Why is it that my mind is clear

on the cloudiest of days?

why do my eyes shine so bright

when they're wet with tears this way?

I picked out a star

its special, for you and me

i decided ill love you until it falls

even if you stop loving me

blue hearts trimmed in yellow

seem so sad within

but no one seems to notice the tears

always covered with a grin