I feel like you've died and I want you backThe only line that doesn't work is the last. She never tried. She gave up on our friendship no good reason. I remember in eighth grade I said, "You'll be super punk rock and we won't even be talking to me when you turn 16."
But I know that I will never see you again
Walking around trying to keep my mouth shut
While the pity piles up
Like a goddamn dog with it's tail between it's legs
Ashamed of trying to butter up your obituary
At least I can say I tried with you
Thinking about her makes me depressed.
-Suburban Bleach
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