In which I mean nothing, but it was cute back when I wrote it.

i wish i could get over you
you hurt me, broke my heart in two

i dont know how many times you lie
prolly just as many as you deny

I hand-heart sleeping next to you
the rhythm and the calm i cling to
i'm so glad the drugs are in the past
even though your tweaks still last
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