Numbers on napkins written in lipstick.
Nothing I do seems to shake this
Feeling of lonely, I can't believe this is happening.
Where did I get these cuts and bruises
Scrapes and scratches, this can't be you
You're not yourself and it's starting to show up on me
Did, did you wake up, wake up wondering, where, where you've been all this time?
Did, did you wake up, wake up wondering, where, where you've been all this time?
Tearing apart, everything I knew.
Wondering how, I will get through
loving and losing, isn't better at all.
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