I tell myself
I tell myself all kinds of things
To make this seem ok
That you have gone away
That your depression was too much
That your inner self wasn't happy in
That you needed relief from sorrow
Then I know you wanted to be here
And I tell myself you weren't supposed to go
And your love for us we all know
And then I tell myself more
It runs around in my head ~You can't be dead!
I tell myself I can go on but the song is different now
And I wonder how....
Do I tell myself
i am lost without you.
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