These walls could tell you a thing or two
Things that you really don't want to know
Lend me your eyes for your point of view
Lend me your feet and I'll stand up for you.
I don't want to be sad anymore. But my friends are crying and things are changing and you're hurting me without even realising it and this damn rose is dying. Damn freakin' rose.


And all you said in your quietest voice
Was "I needed you as much as they do"
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