I want a lover I don't have to love
I want a boy whos so drunk he doesn't talk
I've got this hunger and I can't seen to get full
I need some meaning I can memorize
The kind that always seems to slip my mind
But you write such pretty words
But life is no storybook
Love is an excuse to get hurt and to hurt.
"Do you like to hurt?"
"I do, I do"
"Then
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