It Just Gets Crazier

I'd be crazy to say
That you don't come to mind
When those beautiful roses
Grow sweet on the vine.

You might say I'm crazy
For not looking in your eyes
But my stomach's in a knot
A million little ties

Now the crazy thing is
That you were once mine
You were amazing
Exotic, quite sublime

Even crazier then this
My heart still aches
So I'll sit here and rot
As my heart slowly breaks.





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