going through the day
always on the fly
wondering where your going
or how your going to die
I don't know what it is
but your like a bad cold
something thats so controlling
and stuck deep in your soul.
I sit through all these moments
just trying to pretend
that i had never ever loved you
and that this pain would end
Imagine me in 5 years
all grown with a career
would you still think i'm pretty
would that finally be fair
I hate that i'm still stuck
and i'm feeling rather blue
but i know that i'll still love you
even though we're through.
always on the fly
wondering where your going
or how your going to die
I don't know what it is
but your like a bad cold
something thats so controlling
and stuck deep in your soul.
I sit through all these moments
just trying to pretend
that i had never ever loved you
and that this pain would end
Imagine me in 5 years
all grown with a career
would you still think i'm pretty
would that finally be fair
I hate that i'm still stuck
and i'm feeling rather blue
but i know that i'll still love you
even though we're through.
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