Get a little anxious
Sometimes you'll be gone and I'll be left behind
Get a little nervous
Sometimes it'll be my cue and I'll forget my lines
Get a little lost look
And some staring from the corner of my eye
Never really mastered disinterest
I can't see how
The way that you leave me alone makes us close
I must be out of touch
I won't ask you
To give up on the things that seem to keep you gone
But I can be gone too
~*Dashboard Confessional*~
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"A box of new crayons! Now they're all pointy, lined up in order, bright and perfect! Soon they'll bea bunch of ground-down, rounded, indistinguishable stumps, missing their wrappers and smudged with other colors. .... Sometimes life seems unbearably tragic." --Calvin
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