I Have No Idea

I miss my friends, I miss my house
but it's way too late to turn back now.
I left in hopes to leave my name in,
places where I've never been.

And I'm trying so hard,
but you're denying my heart.

Played a show in Michigan,
where my phone fell off and hit the rim,
cracked my screen, the Apple Store,
told me "$120, wallet encore!"

There was a motel down the street,
but I scrapped up enough just to eat,
so I slept in my car,
wishing on a shooting star.

It's a long drive back home,
but I can make it on my own.
Not a mile on my car,
more powerful than my desires
Come down, come down, your balcony,
is way too high for me to see.
Hope you have fun up there,
pretending anyone else cares.

And your boyfriend's got some nerve,
thinking my intention's on reverse.
I've been known as a sweet-talker,
but never as a homewrecker.

And sure, there once was a time,
we had Skype-sleepovers every night.
But that's all over now,
I was a lucky 7, strike 8, she's out!

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repeat

It's alright, we all changed,
nothing can stay the same.
You left me, left me lost,
I'm betrayed, and double crossed.

Every time I turn around, you're chasing life into the ground. You,
hide your soul, make it blind to all the elements outside. And,
instead of embracing your gifts, you make anti-intimate.
Smile and laugh with your friends, while deep inside you mourn again.

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