(you get so blurry when you disappear)
maybe this time is the last time I need to say
this is the last time.
maybe the games I play is my attempt to pass go
to collect one hundred dollars
(I spent all my money on you)
maybe I listen to rap music because I always wanted to be like my dad
(to not care)
maybe my foul looking arms will be washed clean
(by someone who does care)
maybe that look you gave me was meant for the me before I knew you
(before I knew anyone)
maybe I actually mean what I say.
(and by next May
I could just Be)
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