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2 A.M.
Its two in the morning and I'm wide awake
Hating myself for every single mistake
How many times can I make my heart break
And how much anguish can I possibly take
So many chances I just pissed away
So many things that i just couldnt say
Should have done something to make you stay
But my insecurities always got in the way
Why couldn't I just let you know how I feel
Making up scenarios until they were real
Should have been open but I chose to conceal
Then you said you were done and I tried to appeal
Why did I have to be so fucking broken
How could I let so much go unspoken
Why couldn't I let my heart be awoken
Id say that I tried but the effort was token
Paralyzed by the fear of losing it all
Hiding myself til I made the love stall
Nothing I can do now but sit and recall
A life once so big and full that's now become small
Hating myself for every single mistake
How many times can I make my heart break
And how much anguish can I possibly take
So many chances I just pissed away
So many things that i just couldnt say
Should have done something to make you stay
But my insecurities always got in the way
Why couldn't I just let you know how I feel
Making up scenarios until they were real
Should have been open but I chose to conceal
Then you said you were done and I tried to appeal
Why did I have to be so fucking broken
How could I let so much go unspoken
Why couldn't I let my heart be awoken
Id say that I tried but the effort was token
Paralyzed by the fear of losing it all
Hiding myself til I made the love stall
Nothing I can do now but sit and recall
A life once so big and full that's now become small
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