I can see you sitting there, looking so aloneThinking I'm so much happier out on my own.
You'll be satisfied with anyone, anyone will do.
Then you'll end it a week from now, you'll tell her that you're through.
How could anyone possibly not care?
Knowing you're alone, keeping your heart completely bare.
Maybe one day you'll look up to the stars
Then think of me and how you left my heart with all these scars.
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