He leans his head against the wall,
And wonders if she thinks of him.
Regretting when he let her fall,
Drifting farther; thoughts dim
He hopes to her when she calls.
Calls for help on a whim,
She’s going to make him beg and crawl.
He leans his head against the wall, And wonders if she thinks of him. Regretting when he let her fall, Drifting farther; thoughts dim He hopes to her when she calls. Calls for help on a whim, She’s going to make him beg and crawl. |
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You don't die from a broken heart -
you only wish you did.
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You don't die from a broken heart -
you only wish you did.
Use me ~OhBOBlyone-Stock
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