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Leave
It’s a quarter pass nine,
And you’re bound to leave.
You have plenty of time,
But this is not about time, it’s about me.
What has made you so scared,
That you have to leave?
But this can’t even compare
To the embarrassment of last week.
So how about we recharge
And find out who we are
We’re running, we’re hiding
We’re silent, we’re quiet.
This game has no ending
So lets stop depending
Our history is a battleground
For times we should have stayed around
But I know the real question is
Can it get any worse than this?
It’s almost ten now
And you ask if you can leave
It’s not my decision if you want to stick around
But deep down I wish it was up to me
Your eyes signal for the door
I know you want to leave
I’m not sure what hurts more
I put all the blame on me
It only gets darker after this
Lets pretend I don’t exists
Lets pretend you don’t notice my tears
As they fall down my face and into the ocean
Cause this living room is no place to show emotion
Why can’t it be easy like how the movies show love to be?
Why can’t you stay the night and whisper how much you love me?
But instead your hands are cold as your heart and your begging to leave.
