I've been up all night, you've been putting up a fight. Seems like nothing I say gets through. How did this old bed fit a world between me and you. We said Goodnigh but the silence was so thick you could cut it with a knife. We've hit the wall again and there's nothing I can do.
The morning comes and you're reaching out for me just like everything's the same and I let myself believe things are going to change. When you kiss my mouth and you hold my body close, do you wonder who's inside? Maybe there's no way we could feel each other's pain. Tell me why it gets harder to know where I stand. I guess loneliness found a new friend, here I am
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