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The pen writes best when I’m feeling worst
Her three words: “I’m not happy”
My friends all say they’ve never seen me this way
Yeah, this is what you did to me

I sleep as much as I can to hide from you and this reality
Because waking up is like a stabbing pain colliding with my chest

Listen to yourself, listen to somebody else

It’s okay, I’ll get out your way for the last time
And never call again because I
Wasted all of summer, tryna get through to you
I can’t believe you don’t even feel this too

He’s my friend and you messed him up, he won’t come back, he’s not coming back no
Cos he was the one to get us through our days
He can’t get through his own because of you
Can’t get through his own because of you

It’s okay, I’ll get out your way for the last time
And never call again because I
Wasted all of summer, tryna get through to you
I can’t believe you don’t even feel this too

Listen to yourself, listen to somebody else
It’s okay, It’s okay, It’s okay, It’s okay
When the weight of the girl is like the weight of the world
You don’t need that, no, you don’t need that
Weighing you down, you’re my friend and I need you to know that you’re not in the wrong

It’s okay……………..

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