10 months

Standard

There’s a dent in my mattress and an old shirt in my dresser

The nightstand an odyssey of reality suppressors

You said you never would, a vow you were not entitled to make

Your intentions now malicious, a rescue mission of pride’s sake

So I try to drown you out and scratch a new notch on my bedframe

I don’t even know why I’m the one you blame

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