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I just can't relate anymore

Did I ever do it before

This house, these clothes, those eyes of yours

I've gotta get away before I'm bored

You waste your time on everything, and never what you should

If you glorify the bad things, you'll never see the good

A new way to hold hands

Most of this dried blood

Could be mistaken for love

What is it about these bright colors and immature voices that makes my skin crawl

You waste your time on everything, and never what you should

If you glorify the bad things, you'll never see the good

A new way to hold hands

I'll watch you fade away

I'll treat you as a memory

When you waste your time on everything

What the hell are you looking forward to