You still cross my mind from time to
time
And I mostly smile
Still so set on finding out where we went wrong
and why
So I retrace our every step with an unsure
pen
Trying to figure out what my head
thinks
But my head just ain't what it used to
be
And then again, what's the point
anyway..
❦ La Dispute
❦ La Dispute
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