I just hope you’re lying next to somebody

Who knows how to love you like me

There must be a good reason that you’re gone

Every now and then I think you

Might want me to come show up at your door

But I’m just too afraid that I’ll be wrong

Don’t wanna know

If you’re looking into his eyes

If he’s holding onto you so tight the way I did before

I overdosed

Should’ve known your love was a game

Now I can’t get you out of my brain

Oh, it’s such a shame

That we don’t talk anymore

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