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Made my way back home, to a town that I hate.
I'm waiting again and I've thrown myself in,
sitting alone with a smile on my face;
I forgot the bad news I got that day.
All this picking favorites is making me sick
I'd much rather wait and see
how you break all your promises and we'll be even.
I'll stay on your past as long as I have to
but no longer than I'll expect you to spend on mine.
We'll stay in touch through compatible points of view
but I'll stay outside for all the things I did not do.
You're coming in with all the pain of wisdom teeth
but none of the knowledge
that I've waited for all this time means nothing
Time means nothing.
No one knows.
To live for all these things better left unsaid,
I've scared myself enough to never leave my bed.
Conversations between me and the dead,
for so long I thought myself to be a part of them.
And no one, no one knows.
- Álbum:
- Parallels
- have/had
- Have / Had