January

I'm not the worst at making a scene
I remind you of terrible things
I recall I'm not the only one
Getting sick and tired of me

I saw you
In your red dress
Piece together
Plans to end this
Faint suspicions
Now they're growing
Never ending
Never knowing

I notice
What they don't see
You can't hide behind
Your lies from me
In the next life
I'll know better
But for now
The cards have been dealt



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Writer(s): David Dunn
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