16
16 reasons why, 16 times that i spent falling in line, hoping you were the one that
would be there, so dont you, dont you ever think of what itd be like if things were different,
id wake up and be right next to you, but i dont know what im getting into anymore,
its like i cant hang on anymore, cause youve left me and closed our door
cause we were too young, dumb, and stupid, but its alright, i dont wanna get into it, leave it be, cause i
still hate getting it wrong, you, and being 16
16 reasons why, and so many times i spent calling your you time and time, but you but never
picked up, i just wonder, id still be holding your hand, but its what ive gotten myself into, things
arent the same anymore, ive left and closed our door
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