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I'm listening to my music (of course) and i feel like writing the awesome lyrics.

My heart is on my sleeve
I wear it like a bruise or blackeye
my badge, my witness,
it means I believed
every single lie that you said.

Every pain of glass that your pebbles tap
negates the pains I went through to avoid you
And every little tap on the shoulder for attention
fails to mention I still hate you.

But there’s a light on in Seattle
and I know I should be home.
And all the colorsof the streetlights
they remind me of the pickup truck
out in front of your neihbor’s house.

He took me down and said,
“Girls like you are overrated. So save your breath.”
loaded words, and loaded friends
loaded guns to our heads.

You want apologies, boy you might hold your breath
until your breathing stops forever.
the only thing you’ll get is this curse on your lips
I hope they taste of me forever.

With every breath i wish your body will be broken again.