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window pane, resting open just above me
but i can't reach so my silverware is frozen
don't worry about the bills, i still pay every cent
the landlord said he'd help but i turned him down
and don't worry about the keys that you lost in the blizzard
i had a new set made; now they lie around
where are you now?

broken lock, where your key was twisted sideways
but i twist and i turn for the pretense of the old days
don't worry about the way your hair falls on your shoulder
you look good, you know you always have
don't worry about the way he kisses you goodnight, or doesn't
you'll leave him in the morning either way

don't worry about the change
yeah it took some getting used to
i'll forgive though i may not forget
don't worry about your guilt or your poor excuse for friendship
i used to care, but i guess that some things change
even if you never do