I still haven't gone back to the place where you left me alone
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The place where you buried the remains of poppies
I almost drop to my knees
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I almost clasp my hands to talk, almost offer up my cheek
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To take one more hit from you
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Your side of the story's kept me on the edge ever since
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My voice cracks when I say your name
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I still haven't watered the flower you left me in the garden
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They all started to dry up since you're not here
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It nearly hurts more that you won't stop thinking of me if you think of me so badly
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Your hands let me go with the force of someone who wants to stop being
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Your side of the story's kept me on the edge ever since
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My voice cracks when I say your name
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Your side of the story leaves me on the edge