& I wonder what do you think about it
Did you get what you wished for?
Was it as much a disaster
as you made it out to be?
& you know that I can't read you
You're not a short story
& you know that I can't read you
You're not a short story
as much as you'd like it to be
& I won't change
I'm not like the weather
& I won't change
I'm not like the weather
as much as I'd like to be
It's true, you know that
It's true, you know that
I can't hear you when you say
"Our words they come out wrong"
It's true, you know that
"Our words they come out wrong"
It's true, you know that
you can't hear me when I say
"Our worlds they come apart"
"Our worlds they come apart"
- Spitalfield
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