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YOUR MEMORIES WILL HAUNT ME LIKE A GHOST, TO PUT IT NICELY I HOPE YOU CHOKE,

A POET OF SORTS BUT IM NOT ENOUGH TO GIVE YOU AND EYESORE.

ITS HARD TO SWALLOW WITH YOUR HANDS AROUND MY THROAT

IM SICK AND TIRED OF, I TOLD YOU SO

YOU CAN CALL ME AT MY HOME

BUT I KNOW BETTER THAN TO ANSWER THE PHONE,

WHEN PEOPLE ASK ABOUT THE LAST TIME WE SPOKE.

I LET THE STITCHES DO THE TALKING FOR THE MOST

AND I LEAVE OUT HOW YOU THREW A LAMP THROUGH MY FRONT WINDOW.

JUST BURN THE PHOTOGRAPHS AND BURY ALL THE PAGES THAT WE KNEW.

IN SHORT THIS IS GOODBYE TO UNEXPECTING YOU EVEN IF I SPEND 2004 LISTENING TO MORRISEY IN MY CAR

IM BETTER OFF ALONE THAN I WOULD BE IN YOUR ARMS

JUST BURN THE PHOTOGRAPHS AND BURY THE PAGES THAT WE KNEW.

IN SHORT THIS IS GOODBYE TO UNEXPECTING YOU. JUST BURN THE PHOTOGRAPHS AND BURY THE PAGES THAT WE KNEW AND THIS IS TO UNEXPECTING YOU.