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I liked the endings better this way

you always liked the start ups

but where'd that get us?

Not the heaven we imagined

more the like the Hades we'd dreaded

and the fan's dont work to cool us off

like they did when we were kids



I felt tired when i read the letters

hearing the messages

hoping you'd call once more so i could hang up

and past midnight i'd be able to wake you up

just to tell you to go back to sleep

and dream of nightmares and you'd

always just tell me to dream of my pink and orange bunnies

but where'd that get us now?

not anywhere , where we thought we'd be

past the taunting and the ridicule

i'm just as sinicle as i was 3 weeks 3 days ago



I just felt lost at the sight of tomorrow

with you by my side i didnt know what to do anymore

the breathing was always harder watching

you walk towards me in that strut you thought was cool

i can't help but dream of what would have happened

if i hadn't let him come between us

but we'll never know because i've settled for less

when i know i can have so much more

you 've lost sight and the conversations died

and the 'tv steals another conversation' and

when you finally realize what you've lost and he's gained

you'll be just like me 37 months ago tomorrow