Drip drop
The sound of my tears hitting the floor
I have not scored
The rawness of my soul
Makes me numb and old
Damaging the heart again
When two lovers are forced friends
I won't stick around to be there for you
I don't owe you my friendship
Not my loyalty too
I'm sorry
The words I hear to often
The two words that make up for nothing
I love so deep
That I become weak
Hopeless romantic
No longer a semantic
Nothing makes sense anymore
Like I said I haven't scored
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