This Is Not a Love Song
This is not a love song
Read between the lines
I’m sick of living life
With you forever on my mind
And blasting on my headphones
That song comes on again
Tell me, tell me, tell me
Will this torture ever end?
I try to change the channel
Or quickly look away
But there’s something that’s just like you
Everywhere and everyday
You don’t notice that I’m living
Or even that I’m dead
Or that the tears stuck on my face
Aren’t clear, they’re solely red
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