you've been dying for a long time
and some day you will be dead
maybe tomorrow or the next day
or in some miserable decades instead
but let's not cry over spilled flowers
while they're still lying on the floor
let's not worry about what's beyond our power
next time I won't kick down your door
I've never been one for prolonged goodbyes
if you're sticking around you have to decide
will you disappear or hide
or will you still be by my side?
no, don't tell me, either way
you say it all with conviction
not quite lies, not quite truth
i wish you'd just say that you're confused
but how dare you ask me to need you
how dare you try to cradle my life in your hands
just to turn around and call yourself a dying man
but let's not cry over spilled flowers
while they're still lying on the floor
let's not worry about what's beyond our power
next time I won't kick down your door
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