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GRANT KNOCHE
GRANT KNOCHE
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GRANT KNOCHE
GRANT KNOCHE
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Devin Dygert
Devin Dygert
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GRANT KNOCHE
GRANT KNOCHE
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Lyrics

I'm in my bedroom, face full of blue light I saw your family's following a new guy They never did that for me Is he even your type The kind who can love you for the rest of your life I opened his stories to a bouquet of flowers With the text on the screen sayin "look what I came home to" The camera pans down To a dinner for two And when it comes up I see you No tears left to fall from my eyes You've stained every memory Told me еvery lie Won't talk about the things that you flippеd round on me Ten months and three words For you to just leave Without a fuckin' word that you're moving away The last thing I heard was you say you love me Now I'm climbing the stages of grief I'm adding a new one Yeah it's called delete I'm pressing delete Found myself searching When I was out on the town I'd get dressed up hoping you'd dress me down You never did that for me Only onto the next How could I have let myself feel like second best Must of been a screen with all the shit you were projecting Thief of my attention Every second was spent on you How'd I forget to mention Damn you're so dramatic So fuck you and your one line good-byes All your stupid little petty cries I feel sorry for the next in line But there's No tears left to fall from my eyes You've stained every memory Told me every lie Won't talk about the things that you flipped round on me Ten months and three words For you to just leave Without a fuckin word that you're moving away The last thing I heard was you say you love me Now I'm climbing the stages of grief I'm adding a new one Yeah it's called delete I'm pressing delete
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