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I want you to know

the days they go slow

the passing of the time

give me the way to rhyme

the way to make this all work out in the end



so when you miss me

I'll be waiting right here

so when you call me

You know I'll keep your voice in my head

so when you know that I am losing my sleep

Your hands will not keep to themselves



Drive me a minute

Give me time to slow down

Pull me over when you hang up the phone

Kill the silence with a whispering word

"I hate the way you make me feel"



Yea, I meant it and I'll say it again

"I hate the way you make me breathe"

The way I breathe like I am losing my air

I'm so unaware and I am scared



Fly me a mile or an hour we are going no where

I'm losing my mind time after time

Kill me softly with the words you speak

Know that I am gone, and I am feeling alone



Gossip told me that it is time to go

You people don't know shit about my life

So when you call me I'll have shut of fmy phone

I'm all alone, you can't harass me anymore



I want you to know

The time it goes so slow

I hate the ticking, it stops

I now hear the cops

We can sneak out through the back



I want a way

For me to stay

I want to say

A way to make this work out in the end