inspired by mental abysmally true events.
Verse
empty empty boxes all around me
every second hurts more than the last
time moves slowly draggin out the misery
waiting for this waiting game to pass
maybe maybe stop with all the maybe
there's no excuse he's gone for good this time
going crazy defending his rejection
let this go before you lose your mind
PreChorus
wait, what's that i hear
you're coming in so clear
the silence hits me like a wall
i should know better than
keep reaching out like this
but all the right things feel so wrong
Refrain
and i would give you everything right now
to see what you would do with it
and i already know you'll break some part of me
but i'm still standing here until i get an answer
Verse
masochistic, that is what they call it
the worst part is over, but i keep coming back
cuz i know how to make the silence louder
i just call your name and i'm right back on track
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