Post Love
There's gonna be a day I don't text back
Call it what you want, know thats the consequences when you got something real and you cant reciprocate it back.
That's the truth for you, I guess there you have it
Your key is on the kitchen table
you hate me right? boo whoo I guess that's the final verdict
No more sunshine seeping through my venetian blinds
Not a second longer will I confuse you in a sentence ending with mine
You were once my sunshine maybe even my moon
A goddess of my world, Rare beautiful butterfly coming out a cocoon
No more smiles and giggles come from that song
No longer I can consider that house my home
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