I chose to feel it and you couldn’t choose

This scar is a fleck on my porcelain skin

Tried to reach deep but you couldn’t get in

Now you’re outside me

You see all the beauty

Repent all your sin


It’s nothing but time and a face that you lose

I chose to feel it and you couldn’t choose

I’ll write you a postcard

I’ll send you the news

From a house down the road from real love…




Live through this, and you won’t look back…


There’s one thing I want to say, so I’ll be brave

You were what I wanted

I gave what I gave


I’m not sorry I met you

I’m not sorry it’s over

I’m not sorry there’s nothing to save


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