It's hard to admit I still think about you.
Five years (2000 days) I've been living without you.
I know I was a dick and I ruined your life,
that's just as fucked up as I am tonight.
It's hard to admit I still think about you.
It's hard to admit I still think about you.
I wanna die when I wake up in the morning, if I'm dreaming about you.
I hate to admit it but I hate your new guy.
I'd like to bury my thumbs in his eyes.
It's hard to admit I still think about you.
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