everytime the day darkens downand goes away pictures open in my headof me and you
silent and cliché all the thingswe did and didn't say covered upby what we did and didn't dogoing through every out I used to copto make the repetition stop
what was I supposed to say
now I never leave my zonewe're both alone, I'm going home
I wish I'd never seen your face
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