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The night is young, and my ear can't ringing
From the disconnected line, screams your of interest.
You with selling for avoiding leaves me
Jumping to and hoping...

For what I
But waiting for I said.
And you with talent...

And you know...

The guts spilling
To be safely inside.
And the that are swelling
Should be falling from eyes...

Your eyes, Your eyes keep me to say the least
And tongue, although sweet,
words as sharp as knives
That hit me like a joke
And the line leaves me broken and scared.

tried too hard and the wounds chalk up with no reward.

You have known
And you know...

The guts aren't
To be kept inside.
And the tears that are
be falling from your eyes...

As I this...Madness
In the of the day.

I'll realize all the things I never should said
And maybe be able to form the words
can ask you...

What you're
What you're (I'll realize...)
What thinking (... All the things I...)
Never should said

What you're (I'll realize...)
What you're thinking (... All the I...)
Never have said

What thinking (I'll realize...)
you're thinking (... All the things I...)
Never have said

you're thinking (I'll realize...)
What you're (... All the things I...)
should have said

What thinking...