Old notes I wasted
When you held yourself in
With so much strain
And moved on
I saw myself go
And it hurt me more
Than anything
With anyone
And hated when
With no idea
You were gone
In the kitchen regardless
I broke my phone
And held you for the pain
Everyone's different
And it hurt more bad
Than anything
With every word
With every turn
It hurts much less
It hurts much less
It hurts much less
It hurts much less
It hurts much less
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