I could go tomorrow and see you
See your hair and see your clothes, and if you miss me too
All my friends say that's just what not to do
Oh my darling, I'm so blue
Small talk makes me die
And being by your side not holding hands makes me want to cry
I've been there for you
Now it seems I'm my own best friend I guess there's others too
And I've got things to do
Things that don't involve cutting shapes and making me move
I want to hold on to you
Memories shift but some things
They just stay true
Coming down from the top
Is a hard thing to do
If I had some money, time
I wouldn't be here.

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