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its hard to read between the lines and harder to see without clean glasses your soul slips deeper inside to find another passage and you hide with the best of them and you lie to distract all of them you deny because the truth is to hard to live and tomorrows memory is on the list of all the things to do and to dont you say its just you but who are you trying to fool you say your real but wont sign the deal you say ok but really you mean no and tomorrows memory just goes goes goes into the trash with the rest of it with the rest of them here we go again and again tuff love tough luck erase the past just another

down to the last cigarette how could you ever forget to long ago melted with the snow just another memory set and watch it bleed to cold to see something that once was me the coffee pot is boiling I'm disconnected with the steam as it is slowly making its way to the ceiling how could you forget to many regrets? the mistake is that you never learned from it and now it is cold outside to cold to see something that was you nothing that was me down the the last cigarette you always did forget even the prettiest smile was lost inside your regrets your control your self-centeredness so there it goes with the coffee steam

I left the milk out on the counter I have no regrets for the winter the church bells are trying to sound better and thats ok if you can commit to forever tomorrow forecasts the raining across this city I open my eyes wide to hear if your listening because most of the time you feel like your not most of the time i see you whispering into the shadow which is surly lost and i can remember when things could have been better but i tell myself there are no regrets for this winter I left the milk out on the counter just a sign that says nothing is forever

I am making pictures to laugh about Just wAtch me sccream it out so damn loud I cant remember now neither can you they put on the make up because they dont like their reflection they trying to hide from the lies they live and when they wake in the morning you know then its not real they never did tonight I could careless my many typos representt yOur reGrets you couldn't find the beter man because hes not living inside of youU so sweep it all away now moving on to the next victim you call yOUr day pump the lies straight to her vains now maybe she wont recognize your fucking face with all your makeup to lauGH about your imita

I never wanted this forever because it represents the change the disregard to shame the everything that disappeared with the nothing the traces of what was something the trash thats been thrown out for weeks upon weeks now the sound bits of a voice I no longer care about the empty cigarette packs and finger prints the ugly morning ignorance the guilty cups of coffee and the pounding rain I can't forget the smallest touch the shortest kiss the neglect-ion the rejection the lack of affection the separation in-which I had to take the absolutely nothing that I now can not take away the thought of what was the thoughts of