today is one that i spend with myself
no one else, its a burdon i kept
she was absolutley amazing
but i knew i wasnt good enough, i saw it coming

i sit here alone and think
while im puking in the sink
why did this happen?
it tore my heart like a napkin

im not hungry for food
im hungry for love from my boo
empty stomach, empty heart
im dead inside, time to carry me to the cart

i need to go to the life moniter
and press restart
try to go back in time
and win her heart

by Gavin Wendland

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