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Slow December, no christmas, family arguments,

say i'm fine, it's okay, it's hard to hint,

that i'm changing and i have no clue,

which way i'll turn, as long as it's away from you,

i won't hear another word about changing,

such a sad excuse would be strange if,

i didn't believe in just going with the flow,

bought a motorboat, now i choose where to go,

i'm sure lately i've thought of Kaytie,

maybe, just maybe, i went a lil crazy,

who can blame me? you were too perfect,

who wouldn't feel suspicious? there's no real perfect,

it only hurts if we never again speak,

cause such great friends lost makes me weak,

gimme a week and i'll accept the fact,

that i regret fully how i chose to act.