And even if her plane crashes tonight she'll find some way to dissapoint me By not burning in the wreckage Or drowning at the bottom of the sea Jess I still taste you and thus reserve my right to hate you And all this empty space that you create does nothing for my flawless sense of style It's 8:45 the weather's getting better by the hour I hope it rains there all the time And if you ever said you missed me than don't say you never lied I'm without you
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By not burning in the wreckage
Or drowning at the bottom of the sea
Jess I still taste you and thus reserve my right to hate you
And all this empty space that you create does nothing for my flawless sense of style
It's 8:45 the weather's getting better by the hour
I hope it rains there all the time
And if you ever said you missed me than don't say you never lied
I'm without you
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