Its three o clock im all alone
You left me here all on my own
What was a home is now a house
The love is gone, hate kicked her out
Im suffering as we speak
Like a sickness you have left me weak
I need medicine and then therapy
I wont let you be the death of me
My heart broke its in a cast
its healing but it wont love like the last
Call it rehab im in detox
As i get rid of you my bodies in shock.
Its killin me but I have to fight through
Ill do anything to be free of you.
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