you fled the scene, wild and unsought,
but i imagined bigger things.
i can't help that you didn't believe in this,
and that the sound your heart made when you inhaled
the smoke that clouded the room didn't send shivers down my spine.
but i can help you take it back.
take it all back because i know that you want it.
you weren't a track-mark boy,
you were far too classy for that.
your future meant more to you than drugs,
and that's what made me fall in love.
but i couldn't stay sober
and you couldn't stay around here.
i saw your name in the papers and i'm so fucking proud.
your fiancee is really pretty...
does she know that you love to cuddle after sex,
or is it all business with you two?
you loved me most, so take it back.
fuck you. I WILL HELP YOU TAKE IT BACK.
these aren't words,
they're an explination of a plea.
you're doing better now without this town
weighing you down like an anvil.
but i saw that picture.
i saw your eyes do that thing they do when you're
putting on a show.
i saw you wanting.wishing.hoping to fucking take it all back.
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