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Romanticism you think you know yourself
and you think you know your way out
of who you are
when you're outside and when they come around
but life gets busy, days get dizzy
you've been out so long
out of town, out of bounds
in the box so
open it up
cause outside the fashion lines
under the bed where you used to hide
and buried near the tree where we once played
there's red string around a box
sealing up your memory
of who you used to be
and who you are to me
though you thought no one could see
i can and i'm disgusted
disgusted
by the way you claim to be
by your public display
your pda
for everything
that spat on you
that brought you tears
streaming silence
under the branches
where we sat shaded from the glare
of the sun and their eyes, and off a magazine
laying in sand by the girls those summers
near the ice cream stand, trying to replicate
the flavor of the month, as we enjoyed ours
tryna be kids
but your pda for all of this
i'd like to forget
..i'd like to forget..
you think you know yourself
and you think you know your way out
of who you are
when you're outside and when they come around
i still remember
the mocking around you
like you joke about others now
and i still remember
them looking down on you
like you look toward others now
i still remember
their public displays
of affection for you
i still remember,
they aren't your friends...
you still remember,
don't you..?
cause outside the fashion lines
under the bed where you used to hide
and buried near the tree where we once played
there's red string around a box
sealing up your memory
of who you used to be
and who you are to me
though you thought no one could see
i can and i'm disgusted
disgusted
by the way you claim to be
by your public display
your pda
for everything
that spat on you
that brought you tears
streaming silence
under the branches
where we sat shaded from the glare
of the sun and their eyes, and off a magazine
laying in sand by the girls those summers
near the ice cream stand, trying to replicate
the flavor of the month, as we enjoyed ours
tryna be kids
but your pda for all of this
i'd like to forget
..i'd like to forget..
