Phone me tonight when you're pissed, just to tell me that I'm missed. Tell me you want me in your cunt. Tell me you're not sure what you want. I tried to tell you, I thought I made it clear. Nothing could make me not want you here. Phone me tomorrow when you're sober, just to remind me that it's over and that I'm not needed now in your bed. And of all the things that I apparently never said. I tried to tell you, I tried to say. I never wanted us to end that way.
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