You're Welcome

Hate my bed but I'm sure he loves yours
My bathroom floor now carries your placeholder
You left yourself in my room last Wednesday
Why is it that I can't pull myself away
Memories downtown in my car driving
Remember all those times back in Brentcove
Night drives out of your way for me
But now I'm...
Eyes, behind my head
I wish, I was blind instead
I cling to what is there
It's not an empty stare



Credits
Writer(s): Caden Dickinson
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