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broadripple part three

broadripple part one

it's an obsession

witches

jane doe

i cant see

i guess that's it huh
capo 3: am, g, c, f, e7

you waited outside his place for an hour
he wouldn't answer the door or your calls
finally came out and said he was leaving
now you still wonder what you did wrong
checking your phone to see if he's text you
you have no answers only more questions
he was so broken just what you wanted
still wouldn't leave him like he suggested

taking it out on yourself with a blade
you feel so stupid and hate yourself more
alone in the bathroom crying so softly
making thin cuts as blood hits the floor
months go by and they're filled with silence
the buzz from the fridge is all that you hear
drowning in vodka and you want to find him
cause dying alone is your biggest fear

maybe he'll love you if you beg harder
and change yourself in every way
you get in the car with no seatbelt on
and you're going 90 on the interstate
you shield your eyes from that bright light
sedatives and you're lying in a bed
attached to wires like a computer
doctor says that you should be dead

you crashed your car into another
the kid inside didn't survive
you don't understand what you did
you don't really remember that night
you're charged with vehicular manslaughter
the cops begin to read you your rights
an orange suit in a rusted prison
and that is where you'll eventually die

i guess that's it huh

i'll be there
capo 3: f, c, e7, a7

i wanna go everywhere with you
you don't want to be alone (and who would?)
i wanna see you're truth behind the lies
you don't want to be gone and forgotten

saturday's and adderall, cigarettes on the 
front porch, finding out just who we are
losing friends and gaining more, all scared of being alone, never wanting to go home, whats yours is mine and what's mine is yours, take the couch i'll take the floor

i wanna know who you are when you're alone
you don't want to lose yourself (here you are)
i wanna see you go far (and i know you will)
you don't want to be here or there

saturday's and adderall, cigarettes on the 
front porch, finding out just who we are
losing friends and gaining more, all scared of being alone, never wanting to go home, whats yours is mine and what's mine is yours, take the couch i'll take the floor

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