This place is a hole but I don't wanna go
I wish we could stay here forever alone
I stared for a while and waited for words
Seen but not heard
My tongues turning black but I won't take you back
Your still the best more or less I guess
Don't you leave me, I'm not sick of you yet is that as good as it gets
I'll just hide it or I could slip into you
It's so easy to come back into
It hurts me to say that it hurts me to stay that it might be alright if you go
Sometimes I think that the bitter in you is the quitter in me,and the quitter in you is the bitter in me
The bitter in you and the quitter in me is bigger then the both of us
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