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Not much left to say, keep quiet,

just buy a bunch of tries and fry it,

from the first time i saw you out bowling,

i felt like coming home, sober rolling,

i'm sure she doesn't know, so?

does she really need to know she had me from hello?

such an old flame, the fire no longer burns me,

i allow my motivation and hope to turn me,

she was beautiful, but so what?

there are plenty of other beauties, other hearts shut,

from the first time i saw you i felt an urge to wake up,

and text you morning beautiful even without any make up,

now i wake up and make up a daily reason

for me to keep moving, new memory or new season,

if i never told you, i kind of want you to know,

you lost me at "goodbye i changed" after catching my full attention at "hello".