Nothing is the same anymore.
Promises are nothing
And love can get you far
But not where you envision yourself to be...
Your word means nothing
It's fickle; depending on your attitude for the day
I want to rip my heart out so I won't fool myself anymore
I don't want to think you're sincere
It hurts too much to be let down
I don't like it when you're cold to me
Simply because I like warmth
And I thought you could be
*sigh*
I just can't seem to find anyone...
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