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Published on March 17th, 2011 | by George Wyngaardt


On my Own

Everytime I call you say that you’re thinking of me

And everytime I ignore you

You say that you don’t love me

You say you can’t imagine losing me

But you don’t have a single picture of me

And I can’t help but want to go back to days when things were just lovely

So girl tell me what is it gonna be

‘Cause I cant handle the stress when things turn out so ugly


I am tired of arguing on the phone

Tell me what is wrong

I am not afraid of being alone

Because I can make it on my own

I can make it on my own


I am starting to think the problem is me being me

Planning to pack my bags and leave

Carrying my heart on my sleeves

Thinking that this might just end up imploding eventually

Now I am stuck cause I don’t want to quit so easily

This is not the way its supposed to be.


I am drowning myself in a bottle

Blacking out like the light’s missing

This life lesson is so depressing

Honestly thinking of finding someone new

‘Cause I am starting to feel like might just end up not loving you.


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