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• Artiste: Forgetting Fiction
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Dearly beloved, I've been searching for some Silver lining, these hopes of mine all appear lost So I'm ready to make a change I know I should've told you I'd been pining for you, That pride is something a fool holds onto to feel right And that's a part I had to play So I'm cursing photographs and lines That put your smile next to mine I'm out of luck and out of time But not out of songs That go "Whoa oh I miss you more than ever" I'll say I'm sorry, but I won't accept it's for the better Just be my favorite town, I'll keep you safe and sound I've been a little reckless Writing you into my life With words that I still pretend to hide And yet I hope that you understand anyway Just know that I would still put My world on hold for you 1000 ways to say that I adore you And nothing would ever dare take that away So I'll say "Whoa oh I miss you more than ever" I'll say I'm sorry, but I won't accept it's for the better I'll keep on counting stars, wishing I had your heart So oh oh Just know I think about you And how I wish that those were my arms you had wrapped around you I'll keep on counting stars, to fill these empty arms So have the best of luck, and find the space you need These are all the words that I can't find when you're with me: "Do you remember what it meant 11 months ago, When you stole the breath straight through my teeth? Oh, it hurts to see you smile and it hurts to look back But what hurt most was watching you leave" So I'll say "Whoa oh I miss you more than ever" I'll say I'm sorry, but I won't accept it's for the better I'll keep on counting stars, wishing I had your heart So oh oh Just know I think about you And how I wish that those were my arms you had wrapped around you You're still my favorite song, here in these empty arms