I listen to this song as proof of your infidelity. You crazy cheating heart. Cheap heart. My intensity. Wasted intensity.
The mornings are always good. Renewed strength and renewed hope. There is no love in me anymore. Not for him or her. Not for them. The bastards, the liars, the always pretenders.
And somehow by twilight i'm always crying. For me now, not them any longer. In outrage, not saddness. This makes me stronger. Stronger. Stronger than them all.
Lovesick Lover your the one I want to save from this Haze.
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