This is not a competition
You will see when I am gone
Can't you see that I am trying?
Love fifteen; fifteen all
I made a vow to carry you home
If you fall sick, if you pass out
I made a vow to rescue you
If you're in trouble, if you flake out
If you need to ask
I ache because you ache
What was it you could not tell me?
Why are there cuts on your arm?
What is it you run away from?
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