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Scarlett O Hara

These lines they follow like the boys that surround you Hanging on to heartbreaks in hotel rooms Good things come to those who wait, so what are we waiting

You'll break Don't walk past the lines. They'll keep tearing you, tearing you Cut that smile from ear to ear. Piece by piece, You'll just come undone

Take it from me, I've given in. You're sunk in regret. You're sunk further in than out. Take it from me. I've given in with all your secrets spilled

Chase me, chase me I'll break into your name, into your name Chase me, chase me I'll break into your name, with another drink Pour it all down The bottles

We'll mark the days we quit feeling for We keep drinking all our pain to sleep. No sound of chapters ripping pages away. Page by page, It's too late

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