The autumn leaves have got you thinking
about the first time that you fell.
You didn't love the boy too much,
no no, you just loved the boy too well.
Farewell.

So you can get on with your search, baby,
and I can get on with mine.
And maybe someday we will find
that it wasn't really wasted time.

this is killing me.
I need my life to be normal again.
please for the love of god
leave me alone.

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