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I'm just so damn
T I R E D
Of this happening
I'm all cried out
Full of doubt
Someday my prince will come
And leave me, for another STATE..
Of mind?
There's always something else
[A girl, a drug, a place]
A face in my memory that won't
Let me be, won't let me breathe
And I'm starting to see
A pattern I can't escape
I can't seem to hold on to him
Or keep him holding on to me
And for once, it would be nice
To just know, that I'm loved,
And wanted, for who I am
And who I can be
And there's couples at every turn
A kiss, a stroke, a look, a laugh
Just something else I can't seem to have
This cynicism is taking over, and
it's getting harder to shoulder
E V E R Y T H I N G
It's almost here, I'm almost gone
And I wonder if it will make a difference
I'm feeling low and getting lower by the minute
Forget it
If it wasn't meant to be, well then..
You know what they say
Rain, rain; it'll just, come again another day
But, when will the sun [the warmth of just one love]
... ever shine on me?