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No sensation, things I've yet to say
Your words still sting
just lingering
I hang my head in weak dismay
Thoughts of sorrow
bar tomorrow, keep me from the night
I walk the paths
back to the past
and they all lead to the same place
Why do I still call your name?
After all this time has passed
When I think of what we could have been like
Think of what we could have been
Why do I still feel the same?
You and I weren't meant to last
But I think of what we could have been like
Think of what we could have
Former feelings still have meaning
voids I've yet to fill
There's moving on
It's been and gone
But I can't help but keep standing still
Your affection
stark reflection
how things used to be
Gotta bide my time
Gotta keep me mine
Gotta stop myself from thinking
Why do I still call your name?
After all this time has passed
When I think of what we could have been like
Think of what we could have been
Why do I still feel the same?
You and I weren't meant to last
But I think of what we could have been like
Think of what we could have
Think of what we could have
Broken
is how you left me
Unspoken
your thoughts about me
now Shattered
the trust I held in you
Mattered
I guess you'd disagree
Darling
The rift between us is
startling
These shifting waves hold
me under
I hold my breath and
I wonder
Do you still think of me?
Why was it easy?
Why was it just me?
Why did it all make sense?
It never hit me 'til your hand just slipped right through mine
until your hand just slipped right through mine

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