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and when he touched me
it felt like razors being dragged across
my arms
i will never do you justice
in anything i write
(i am so sick of my words)
today we spoke
(the first time in months)
and i wished you would have made a scene
(punch me so i can't breathe)
anything to show you're still conscious
of my betrayal and
the way we watched afternoon t.v.
and ate chinese in our underwear
never fully seizing the day
i need the strength to walk away from you honey
i promise this will be the last one
(i am so sick of my voice)
This Is It