Wait by the phone
Late alone
He can’t help you
But I know I could
Free is too long
You know this is wrong
Everything scars the skin
Push it in, break it off
I’m gonna leave
I’m gonna leave you
I gave it starts
I stomped on your hearts
This the is the end,
No more pictures, we ain’t friends
It’s raining in my room
There’s blood in my spoon
You’re out of my highchair
I’m out of your womb
I’m gonna leave
I’m gonna leave you
Free is too long
You know this is wrong
Everything scars the skin
Push it in, push it in, break it off
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