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And here I stare at the ceiling, looking for something to fill the void

You always gave me radio silence, but now I'm dying to be rid of the noise

You haunt me while I'm sleeping, I wake up to the sound of your voice

Said, "it was better to leave it than do it when we no longer have a choice."

And why did you get so distant? I thought that everything was under control

And I never stopped listening even when you started being so cold

You said I couldn't have fixed it, you said I always treated you like gold

But you still started drifting and I couldn't accept you were letting go

So are we better off?

You cut me deep