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I found your hair tie on the floorboards of the JeepIt’s been six months and I still can’t get to sleepTracing shadows on the ceiling, counting every crackKnowing damn well that you’re never coming backI saw your mom at the grocery store todayShe looked through me like I was just in the wayAnd maybe I am, just a footnote in your bookBut I’m still haunted by the way that you used to look.

Alternative endings, I play 'em in my headLike what if I stayed, or what if I never saidThe things that ripped the stitches right out of the wound?Now I’m howling at a cold and a hollow moonI’m wearing your old hoodie just to feel the ghost of heatWhile the rain plays a rhythm on the empty streetLil' piece of my soul left the day you closed the doorI don’t even know who I’m living for anymore. free_for_profit_sad_nostalgic_alternative_lil_p...

(Music strips back to just the raw guitar)Don’t look back.Please don’t look back.Because if you see me like this...You’ll know you won.(Drum beat kicks back in with heavy distortion) I found your hair tie on the floorboards