if you aren’t in love,
stand up and say it,
instead of us playing this game
of push and shove,
its always the same,
you haven’t even changed a little bit,
I’m sick of caring,
That’s one thing that’s true
I’m the knickknack on your top shelf,
the toy depreciating in value,
you don’t care for anyone but yourself,
and my hearts about to implode,
its like a grenade and the triggers pulled,
its only a matter of time,
yeah only a matter of time before i blow,
and if not you,
who wants to pick up the pieces?
when its a bloody mess,
some parts just cant take the stress.
but some memories can hold some pieces together,
and when there’s no other way to appease,
everything just leaves
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