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Did You Dot All of Your I’s With Hearts
Your standing in a suit
Like the last time I saw you
I’m still crying in the bathroom
Over the fine black and white lines
You always make me remember
The room with the lights that flickered
I shouldn’t be this affected by a picture
Six years have only made me sicker
I don’t know where to start
You’re still chained to the frame of my heart
I thought I could meet the new you
To tell you I’m a liar
Even though it’s old news
But I fell of the edge of the world
And never moved
They should know better than to give me false hope
I know where they keep the rope
I can make your eyes change colors
Even though I’ve known you for seven summers
Thought there could be something left in the static
Our ending wouldn’t be tragic
But then you stabbed me with a plastic spoon
Didn’t know the damage it would do
I’m still hiding in a bathroom
Thinking about you
All the people I love
Don’t know me
Just who I used to be
So I never want to meet you
I just hope you think of me at night
And miss me sometimes
Like the last time I saw you
I’m still crying in the bathroom
Over the fine black and white lines
You always make me remember
The room with the lights that flickered
I shouldn’t be this affected by a picture
Six years have only made me sicker
I don’t know where to start
You’re still chained to the frame of my heart
I thought I could meet the new you
To tell you I’m a liar
Even though it’s old news
But I fell of the edge of the world
And never moved
They should know better than to give me false hope
I know where they keep the rope
I can make your eyes change colors
Even though I’ve known you for seven summers
Thought there could be something left in the static
Our ending wouldn’t be tragic
But then you stabbed me with a plastic spoon
Didn’t know the damage it would do
I’m still hiding in a bathroom
Thinking about you
All the people I love
Don’t know me
Just who I used to be
So I never want to meet you
I just hope you think of me at night
And miss me sometimes
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