you know how hard it is to love someone sitting down, every high and low is on you, no matter who be around. throwing every penny at a bottom of a pit.. im in debt to love trying to run it on credit. nights up crying holding a dial tone. playing that last time you was right here before you never came back home all the cussing and fussing seems to be for nothing, never got why I was tripping so hard but It was bc of something. deep down in side o knew I loved you on borrowed time and that clock would run out, at any given time I'd live life again without you bc moves be too loud. didn't see that it wasnt bc i
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