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the days of this week go by and
im getting angier for letting this go on for so long
what ive done doesn't compare to what you have done
i can't forget this one
don't come crawling back to me on your god damn scraped up knees
you've been pleading since i found you on the ground crying yourself to sleep
it's taken a girl three years but now she's heading out
going to a place that doesnt represent hatefulness

im ashamed but i can't kill myself over this
i understand where i was coming from
its time to move on to the sun
i was locked in your midnight room
until my soul felt like it belonged
it belonged

the days of this week go by even slower
always caught up in my head
telling myself i can be your friend
oh no not this again
at a loss for words
while those thoughts chase these other thoughts that i had
crawl back in my den all has been said he said she said
the years feel like salt in wounds a stab to the chest
healing will never end
a process i've become all too familiar with
remember we all die alone so be alone at best
for you and to all who have a good night's rest
leave it up to me to forget that it will ever last