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We fall asleep underneath foreign sheets
That were stitched by our own hands
Despite all the heat thats been keeping our eyelids open
I cant shed them

I cope with the fact that well never know what smiles/fights we could have had

Take it back to the way we were going
and the memories were train wrecks
Someone was always getting hurt
but with no national coverage
and our smiles below average
theres no proof the good times existed at all

I hope that everything will be better in the long run cuz Ive never been good with a gun

Dont tell me that I made her hate you if you were best friends theres nothing I could break through

And now its all up to you to start doing what you do