“And you call me up again just to break me like a promise so casually cruel in the name of being honest I'm a crumpled up peice of paper lieing here. Cause I remember it all too well. And time won't fly it's like I'm paralyzed by it I try to be my old self again but I'm still trying to find it after plaid shirt days and nights when you made me your own now you mail back my things and I walk home alone.”
