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I heard from your friend that you’re back with your ex
You told me last week that you hated the sex
Now I sleep alone while he sleeps in your bed
And when it gets quiet I’m the noise in your head
If you listen do you hear me cry out?
When you kiss him am I stained on your mouth?
Out of all of the stories I told myself I thought the one where you find someone else was just
Fiction
Guess it's real to me now
You call me up when your drinking again
Was it on purpose? Did you think I was him?
You’re blurring the lines between lover and friend
Was I just talking? Am I wasting my breath?
If you listen do you hear me cry out?
When you kiss him am I stained on your mouth?
Out of all of the stories I told myself
I thought the one where you find someone else was just
Fiction
Guess it's real to me now
The light in your eyes
The smile on your face
Your rose coloured hair and the way that you taste
With your clothes on the floor and my hands on your waist
Did I take you for granted?
You’re taking your space from me now
From me now
From me now
When you kiss him am I stained on your mouth?
It was fiction but it’s real to me now
You told me last week that you hated the sex
Now I sleep alone while he sleeps in your bed
And when it gets quiet I’m the noise in your head
If you listen do you hear me cry out?
When you kiss him am I stained on your mouth?
Out of all of the stories I told myself I thought the one where you find someone else was just
Fiction
Guess it's real to me now
You call me up when your drinking again
Was it on purpose? Did you think I was him?
You’re blurring the lines between lover and friend
Was I just talking? Am I wasting my breath?
If you listen do you hear me cry out?
When you kiss him am I stained on your mouth?
Out of all of the stories I told myself
I thought the one where you find someone else was just
Fiction
Guess it's real to me now
The light in your eyes
The smile on your face
Your rose coloured hair and the way that you taste
With your clothes on the floor and my hands on your waist
Did I take you for granted?
You’re taking your space from me now
From me now
From me now
When you kiss him am I stained on your mouth?
It was fiction but it’s real to me now
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