our lives, wasted, in this hotel bed we lay in
we cant leave, not yet, cuz i still have all of this money in my pocket
real life, we run away, no jobs no friends no worries
and im not thinkin bout university
im still thinkin bout the ways that you hurt me
and if you really want this chance
ill be waitin in our bed
and if you really want this to end
i guess ill just wait here to die
or ill get up and start a new life
without you by my side
so i got out of bed
even tho i didnt wanna wake up
and i went thru my pockets and got
all of the change i could scrape up
and you said that
you bled black
and i just
cant believe that i fell for that
you took it all wen you walked out
but yet you didnt take a thing
i lay back in our hotel bed
and watch my whole family bleed
all this time i swore you were the best
but best to me is now a dagger in my chest..
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