There's not enough
hours in my day
to tell you that you're
getting in the way
There's not enough
words in my book
to explain how
I got over you
I feel all
cramped up now
trapped in this
single bed
Concrete thoughts of you
weighing down my head
Sleeping with my nemesis
scattered on the quilt
My hand is always
down my pants
Guilt guilt guilt
Do you think
it's the right time
Would it make it better
Don't you think
it's the worst time
to send you this
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To send you this
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To send you this
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There's not enough
hours in my day
to tell you that you're
getting in the way
There's not enough
words in my book
to explain how
I got over you
I want you
so much more now
I miss your
bones like hell
I wish you
were beside me
'cause now I'm in
better health
I just have to say
I just can't resist
I just have to say
I have to tell you this oh
Do you think
it's the right time
Would it make it better
Don't you think
it's the worst time
Don't you think
it's the best time
Do you think
it's the right time
to send you this
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To send you this
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To send you this
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To send you
To send you
To send you
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To send you
To send you
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To send you
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