A dream too late
I walk through empty streets knowing you're not here
In your words I say I need space,
You broke a promise
A break to save me,
A car couldn't stop for me,
I broke way to see you
I'm not occupied, I'm vacant,
Girl you owe me so much for this one
The aftermath looks dead and dreary,
After all the times you said you'd never leave,
You walked away
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