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Sometime you'll have to be alone

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You don't know this
But I'm waiting for you
Sometime you'll have to be alone
And I'm waiting for you
I bide the time and it's going to take time
I haven't said anything yet
But I'm waiting, waiting
 
You aren't that pretty
But there's something about you
Like coming home
The first time, you said hi
It makes so much sense everyone gets it but you
You have no idea
That I'm thinking about you right now
 
Sometime you'll have to be alone
Sometime you'll have to be alone
 
She has a fake smile
I've seen it
How haven't you seen it in all of these years
And I've seen your pupils grow
When you're with me
You don't know it yet
But it's going to be you and me
In the end
 
Sometime you'll have to be alone
Sometime you'll have to be alone
Sometime you'll have to be alone
Sometime you'll have to be alone
 

The speed

I wonder if anyone loves me that I don't know of
That hasn't dared to say anything
No, don't tell me if it's true
It's the speed that makes me move on
That after all it can be so
 
I wonder if you changed your mind when you said that you don't want [it]
If you doubted in the night
No, don't tell me if it's true
It's the speed that makes me move on
That after all it might be so
 

Me neither

Have you also felt like a twisted up tetris block
when everyone was waiting for a straight one
no, me neither
 
Have you ever felt like the fat best friend from
a youth movie, the one with the hat, joking around
 
The one waiting for the main character to get their kiss
no me neither
no me neither
 
Have you ever wondered what your funeral would be like
Who would mourn and what they'd say
 
standing by the casket where you lay and if they'd have regrets
no me neither
no me neither
 
Have you ever been seated surrounded by people you like, listening to them talk
and still though, fuck I'm lonely
 
Have you ever had that many friends and still had a feeling that
no matter where you go, there is a boom gate keeping you
apart
 
Have you ever had ideas to explore sometimes it seems like everything is as it should be nobody wants to explore you
 
Have you ever felt jealous of the ground I mean the real
ground the one that archeologists explore and
they turn over every rock and cranny and ascertain what that
gets a c-essay a thesis named after it
 
And people they buy boots and walk around in you