Call me when the bugs don't die and the spring looks just like autumn
Oh, tell me when you miss the climb from a hole that has no bottom
I'm hoping that the view ain't nice, that the streetlights bleed into your bedroom
That you open up to someone kind, and they hold it all against you
We're literally living The Boy Who Cried Wolf
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