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13 was the glitch, but we said no 14 was the stitch, but it ain’t hold 15, life saw what we couldn’t see, we started dancing through the city streets and with my two left feet there’s only so far we’d go so you told me not to call you a waitress you told me that you didn’t have the patience i said baby there’s a bullet in my chest you told me not to call you a waitress you said baby, just you wait, i’m gon’ be famous i guess a heartbeat wasn’t worth the stress well i wish you the best yeah i wish you the best yeah i wish you the best yeah i wish you the best 16 was the trick, i know you know cuz 17 was the trip, and you let go 18, anything goes if our love was a runway, then i’ll let you grow she told me to call her an uber she told me that i never really knew her i said maybe not but maybe i can try 10 minutes till your chariot arrives, let’s chat she talked about the dreams that she’s missing i fell in love with her again while i was listening but when i tried to bring the bullet up again she said we’ll always be imaginary friends i hope you find that song you heard in venice all those years ago i hope you can forgive yourself for the things you wish i didn’t know i hope you can look at your reflection and know there’s more to you than what you see at least to me