Three

For the fucking truth is

I miss you

For the fucking truth is

I ask why you leave

I ask why you leave all the time

It's a question that i've never got an answer for

It's a question that I want to be answered

As soon as possible

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I need you bro

So fucking much

You don't have any idea

I'm going to hold on until lunch

It's going to be my biggest mission

For I had nobody but you 30 hours a week

7 day a week

For the last 12 months

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I'm worrying about you

Through this drunken state

I'm hoping all is well

And you don't do something stupid

Life is hard like this