a minute to laugh
a lifetime to cry
i know it's not right
you're wondering why
but sometimes my brain
controls the things i done
minute i want you next
i'm walking away
pulling you close
then pushing away
wish i could express myself
like she do
later that night
i'll cry myself okay
screaming at walls
chugging it away
wish could do better
i really hope you know
i doubt
the fear of loss
the fear of failure
the fear of being
the topic of neighbors
of how i had it all
and lost it
when i lost you
but every time
i think to toss care away
i dream of your perfect exes
coming my way
and then you
leave me broken
like they all do
a lifetime to cry
i know it's not right
you're wondering why
but sometimes my brain
controls the things i done
minute i want you next
i'm walking away
pulling you close
then pushing away
wish i could express myself
like she do
later that night
i'll cry myself okay
screaming at walls
chugging it away
wish could do better
i really hope you know
i doubt
the fear of loss
the fear of failure
the fear of being
the topic of neighbors
of how i had it all
and lost it
when i lost you
but every time
i think to toss care away
i dream of your perfect exes
coming my way
and then you
leave me broken
like they all do
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