It's not even four a.m
And I am on the floor
What the fucking hell was that for?
I thought we had a deal
I hurt you
You hurt me
Before the letter sealed
It's not even four a.m
And I am at your door
Trying all the hats that you wore
I am dying over here
It's a mess
I'm not even someone to trust
Im not even sure it's just us
Fuck
You
I'm not even the one who knocked
Don't even try pretend you're shocked
It's not even four a.m
And I am nearing war
From the Rorschach sheets
That you draw
I called up the administration
There's nothing they can do
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