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This modern tragedy begins
With a night of broken promises
Mixed with a shot of alcohol
And two people who have
Nothing to look forward to in life

Everyone’s messing up
She just can’t see through the lies
And I’m so sick of it
Three words he never meant
With lies spread out over the bed

A woeful night eventually ends
He leaves her asleep in bed
She awakes with hazy memories
And an empty feeling
That everything is terribly wrong

Everyone’s messing up
She just can’t escape the routine
And I’m so sick of it
Three words he said again
The lies spread out over the bed

She drags herself up
To face a morning of lost hope
Coffee in one hand
Wine in the other
To repeat a draining cycle

He messed up
She got caught in between lies
It was all so sickening
Three words he never meant
Leaving her in bed

The next day she awakes
With that same lonely feeling
Lifting a frame on the
Bedside table
And dried tears on the pillow





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