you dont love me in the morning

Magic in the night
there were a million stars on your fingertips
and they made me weak when you held my hand
too bad this is just like all of the other times
when you dont mean anything by it
but i wish just one time you would
because i mean it everytime… and you should know that

But who was i kidding?
another day, back to the same old routine
where you hide behind yourself
and i’m out in plain sight
naked and exposed
but you cant say you were wrong, and you cant say you were right
so you just stand there, and tear my heart out

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