Say goodbye, walk away, cause it feels like we’re only ending. I’m the one you can trust to always let you down. If you’re not looking to be disappointed, please don’t come around. I’m fading out. We’re fading out. Box me up and shove me under your bed, alongside the cobwebs of callow years we shed. Let mournful memory bury me in history. Sometimes it’s best to forget. Our roles were cast and I played the part that broke a heart. So here’s to broken hearts. In the worst possible way, we’re becoming the cliché of reaching hands that will never touch when the distance is just too much. This is our dedication to lovesick self-medication and I’m OD’ing on heart shaped pills cause our love is a love that kills.
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