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You've been up all night and you barely feel sober,
ever since you lost your happiness you've just keeled over,
just take his hand and let him show you his might,
in reality you're a lover but for her you would fight,

maybe if you could sing a song to secure a spot,
in her mind you could finally give up pot,
she once told him he'd make a great boyfriend,
i wish someone warned you it'll hurt in the end,

not like you could just take MTA to where she is,
you're making life seem depressing and every day a quiz,
i don't know what it is but she has gotten under his skin,
and the day he goes to heaven is the day those two begin,

she is all the way beautiful, not a thing he would change,
if all this money could buy love then they would be strange,
this he is me and the her is my dream,
more like a nightmare that tugs at my seams.