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Last night I watched you sitting on my porch
Chewing on your hair, wrapped up in my shirt

Some times I think you might know that I'm here
But you don't say a word
No, you just stare right through me

I just wanna know I keep you up at night
When I wander' through my house playing with the lights
Does messing with the blinds remind you of that night at all?

I felt the knife go in as you licked my lips
You told me all your life you had loved like this
I watched you pick your teeth as the lights went down
Screaming "Why me? Why me?"
You told me death tastes better this side of town
Saying "I'll be, I'll be here"

Right now I watch you pull up in my car
And stumble to the door, leaning on some dude

Some how you make it to the second floor
You try to hide my shoes but this dude is too sober

Now he starts to question everything you told him
Like, "Are you really single?" and "Do you live alone?"

And as you try hush him, tugging at his t-shirt
I'm slamming all the windows and blowing up his phone

I watched the knife go in as you ground your hips
You told him all your life you had loved like this
And then you bit your lip as you held his mouth
(Screaming, "Why me? Why me?")
You're saying death tastes better this time around
Saying "I'll be, I'll be..."