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I can phrase it however I please, but "here" is not one of the places I want to be.
The tricky part is, I could be anywhere and feel the same.
I'd feel the same love and hate and sure this shits just a game.
You make one mistake and everything is affected.
You hand someone your heart, and you're sure to be rejected.
I regret every word I say to you, and every movement my body made against you.
I am uncontrolable and rude, while you fit into the perfect size shoe.
The only place I'm happy is the one before regret. Everything good in life makes the day after sad.
You tell me crying is a weakness, but I don't think that's quite it.
I think the weakest of all, are those that don't give a shit.
Melt infront of the tv, disappear under your shell.
In your arms is where I want to be, even if your arms bring hell.
I'd actually prefer it that way, because it's just what I'm used to these days.
I'm the toy you get bored of once I'm exposed
And you're the boy that just wants me out of my clothes.