Brief, and unexplanatory
Remember the stories you told me?
About the boy and girl and magic
How did we become so tragic?
It’s a life I never wanted for you, baby.
It’s a life that doesn’t suit you very well.
You have the feeling like you’ve done all you could.
When in reality you’ve done nothing you should.
Now you’re just watching it all play out.
It’s a car crash kinda humor,
How we got here.
The sunset says good morning to you now.
Cause you leave with a smile and without warning.
I can’t feel anything when you’re walking out the door.
You have the feeling like you’ve done all you could.
When in reality you’ve done nothing you should.
Now you’re just watching it all play out.
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