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Before You Leave
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The distance between us still grows. Do you pride yourself on achieving the lowest of lows? I’ve been fucked over before, but it’s never been like this. You’d give it all for the taste of his lips. There’s more to me than you think and I’m left to sink in what you called a “perfect” love-story. It was nothing more than what made me hate the words “We were meant to be” and now I never sleep. I’m picking pieces of my heart up while you walk out with him. You know I wish you wouldn’t leave me such a mess like this. Just this once, would you please stop abandoning? And give up on what was meant to be. There is no “meant to be.” And I’ve been trying to clear my head for some time now. But all I’ve been drawing up is when you said “Let’s stay like this.” Just this once, just this once would you please stop abandoning like this?
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Won't Be Missed
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A heavy heart, it pulls me down and I hit the ground with the emptiness you left me with. And I haven’t heard from you since the last time we met up to talk about last few months. You’ve been away, and now I miss you every day. But I’ve felt worse, and I can’t say that it’s worth it holding on like this. I think I’ll make my getaway. So take your rose and get me off this ship. I want no part in this, and with a twisted gut it makes me sick. Keep your clever lines to yourself and trust me, I know how I felt about this. This won’t be missed. And I know I’m just a bother to you now, well suck it up. The table’s turned, and situations change, and I feel alive. This is where I say what I want. This is where I do what I can. This is me. This is my life. I won’t ever need you. Of all the times you could’ve told me off you waited for the worst one. (Why did you wait so long? Why did you wait so long?) I tried my hardest to heal these wounds, but there’s a hole from where you walked right through me. And there’s nothing left. There’s nothing here at all. I lay next to your imprint every night I sleep and I dream about the weight you placed on my heart and on these sheets. And you won’t hear “Sorry” for those things I said, I meant it all. You’re lucky I fucking called.
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I’ve seen the best of you. We sang melodies of what we’ve been through. But all that’s gone and traded for the image that’s of best interest to your new friends. You’re tripping over what to say around them. You’ll end up alone, but no one here feels sorry for you. Of everyone I thought you’d stay. I thought we’d stay best friends ‘til death, and I thought this meant something but seven years has just turned to regret. And in the past few years, I’ve done nothing with myself but write these songs about how everything was better back then. The next time you need someone to talk to, I hope your phone’s dead. I hope you’re alone with what you said to me and the thoughts linger in your head. And if by some chance we come face to face, I’ll let you know that nothing that you say will ever make up for everything I’ve done for you. I should have seen this coming. I put my faith in you, but you let it all fall through, and this was all for nothing. I can't get used to this. And in the past few years, I’ve done nothing with myself but write these songs about how everything was better back then. And after everything we’ve been through? To think you’d just throw it all away. You threw it all away when you said that I meant nothing to you. Remember when we played our favorite songs? The past seems so far gone. Where did it all go wrong? I’ll never hear those songs again. I didn’t want this. I didn’t want this.
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Make The Years Last O'Fallon, Missouri
MTYL is Mikey McKeever, John McCarthy, Curtis Ochsner, Andy Tannehill, and Matt Kenney.
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