Your best friend is your right hand,
Tapping out those things that you say silently,
Spraying out your misery.
Liars never shut their mouths.
That's what I see coming from your eyes.
That makes this goodbye.
Who's gonna clean up all your messes?
If I don't hold your hand?
I never felt so cruel, as when I first made your excuse.
It was a silly thing, for me to explain it.
I haven't slept in weeks
Cause you'll be in my dreams.
Is it too much to say that you'll always need me?
I was your silver tongue,
Placating everyone.
End of summer means end of you.
You will spill out villains in your words
And will be left unheard.
No one's left to clap your shoulder.
No one knows you're still here
And that's your greatest fear.
Who's gonna clean up all your messes?
If I don't hold your hand?
I never felt so cruel, as when I first made your excuse.
It was a silly thing, for me to explain it.
I haven't slept in weeks
Cause you'll be in my dreams.
Is it too much to say that you'll always need me?
I was your silver tongue,
Placating everyone.
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