Monday, September 8, 2014

Never Say

You are an everything I can't have

The weight of it all caught up

I'm smoking right now

Wish you were here

It looks like we're ending the first phase

The greatest break apart and come back stronger than before

Who know's if you're down for the cliche

You feel better than any drink
You are better than every party
You're worth more than any money

But that won't pay the rent

That won't keep me fed

When my mum calls me asking for money

I feel bad

Then you ask if we'll meet next month

I feel worse

Tired of never having shit

I lost when I came to this town

I quit once I had to leave you


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