you were a light, a passion. you were love and life.
this is you we're talking about right now
i dont know what happened
but i could take a pretty wild guess and nail that shit on the head
who have you become?
look what you've done.
i stuck up for you when the others told me that i was wrong
this is me we're talking about now
you knew what you were doing
tell me that it makes sense to cry dry tears
who have you become?
look what you've done.
dont let the door hit you in the ass on your way out
even though i check the mail every day
you wont write
you remember Carrie, dont you?
twenty-seven
we were going to get married
when is my fucking birthday?
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