i have to block out thoughts of you so i don't lose my head;
they're crawling like a cockroach, leaving babies in my bed.
hate me today, hate me tomorrow,
hate me for all the things i didn't do for you.
so i'll drive so fucking far away that i'll never cross your mind,
and do whatever it takes in your heart to
leave me behind.
and with a sad heart i say bye to you and wave...
i need time away from you again. sorry.
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