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I still don't understand why-

Why you had to die to me.

Now that I'm a turnaround past a sigh

I've felt everything-now all but free.



And Matchbox 20 is colder

Than before my broken heart.

And the nights I've known are older

Than my darkened contributions can tear apart.



And 3 Doors Down is numb-

The numbness that it gave is gone.

Now the things I've felt before won't come.

But the wanting why goes on.