When did the world flip,
who pulled out the rug?
You're tricky, you got it out
right beneath my feet.
Now I would kill myself for you to care
I hated my apathy
Now I'm in so deep I'm drowning
you scare me out of my mind.
I just want you to care
a little teensy more than I care
I want to know this won't
break my heart.
you say NO but
how else could i breathe?
god, i can't write for shit
I'm sorry.
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