Your voice slithers back in my ears
As north Florida winter reappears
I'm trapped in this echo chamber
Of flashback triggers and familiar flavors
The chill of November on my skin
That followed behind as you wandered in
Then left like the seasons of old
Leaving me blue and cold
Was it something that I said?
Was I in over my head?
Don't leave me again
Feeling better off if I were better off dead
I found it at 4 AM that night
The feeling I finally got it right
Until I had tried again
Left alone on that Georgia farm wren
I won't apologize
For falling for those starry eyes
But won't you look in to mine
And see the mess that you left behind
Was it something that I said?
Was I in over my head?
Don't leave me again
Feeling better off if I were better off dead
I watched it over in my mind
Filtered by my heart's fatigue
With only one answer left to find
That you were out of my league
Was it something that I said?
Was I in over my head?
Don't leave me again
Feeling better off if I were better off dead
Just give me one more word
Goodbye if you preferred
Just don't leave me again
Feeling better off if I were better off dead

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