and i don't know why
i still want to try
it's so hard to hate you
cause you're not the bad guy
and im not alright
but i'll tell you i'm fine
cause i'd rather lie that to tell you goodbye
i want to feel safe but all of my windows are broken
you walked away, but my doors will always be open
i'm still hoping
this house feels so empty
i'm lost on my own
so i'll keep the light on
in case you come home.
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