turn to black.
My chapped lipped lies
hit me right back.
I can't shake the picture
you painted by mistake
and no amount of liquor
can numb away the ache.
A fault line in my chest
that was always almost breaking
and a love never confessed
so my voice was always faking
made a mess of my insides
and a hell of my weak heart.
So I'll slip under your tides
while we breathe so far apart.
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"I know you're still dealing with her leaving. It's a shame, but you've only yourself to blame." Owen Nobody's Nothing
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