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Sober living is something so rare unless i'm with you,
when i get home i'll miss you so much i'll drink a fifth to,
get over my emotions and the constant urge to kiss you,
why did i believe in you? shit i already miss you,

staying off social sites unless it is twitter,
cause i'll get over you quicker and become too bitter,
tears are falling so much you'd swear i needed a babysitter,
hard to find another like you, i'm done being a quitter,

still those times you said you were nothing like my last girl,
and just like my last girl you leave my world,
clamming up enough isn't it time i found my pearl?
all this pain just makes me want to go and hurl,

we could be something that nothing could split,
but before we begin you admit that you quit,
and now i admit that my life has been shit,
and you were the only girl who kept me out of the pit.