November
Here we go.
November again.
The leaves fell, this was the end.
So cold, so bitter.... Just like this tree.
I wished you still loved me, wished it was still me.
Frozen to death all of these leaves.
Frozen to death, had fallen off this tree.
My heart it beats, slower again.
Miss you too much, I guess I pressed send,
Stepped on, crunch.
Stepped on, me.
Funny story, my heart it crunched just like the tree.
Make it through the winter.
Just make it please.
Going without you, going without me.
I get it I do, we are nearing goodbye.
Remember me,
Remember what you see, on this broken day.
One day I'll look at my baby you see, and I'll wish my baby doesn't hurt, not like me.
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