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If i leave this town would it even matter?

would you miss me if i chose to make my wallet fatter?

cause i miss you and have since you left,

for the mother country my hearts the theft,

i'll never make it right, only in voice,

in my mind right is never the choice,

it annoys and distracts, confuses and pains,

to know i'll see you everywhere in my brian,

i have learned to live with your smile in the back

of my mind where i keep it all intact,

but the real my eyes see never match my mind,

which is why i always close my eyes and rewind,

when the night falls and there's no one left, believe me,

i know one night you will actually need me,

and believe me, i'll need you but cause of last year,

i will never scoot over and trust you to stear.