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In front of my eyes you say,

isn't this the desired way?

baby we've been here before,

maybe i don't want you anymore,

in all the time since we keep quiet,

texting me heyyy, i couldn't ignore it,

this was the way you chose it to be,

now i wait for the day til you're as sad as me,

we had something, you kept me tough,

i always thought having desire was enough,

then it all went away while she abroad,

while it's still here with me, fueling the applause,

it feels like hell to get over you,

way too difficult to stay sober too,

this was the way you want it to be,

i am A okay with you no longer wanting me.