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you wear the same jewels that i gave you as you bury me

pouring out my heart to a stranger, but i didn't pour the whiskey

and if i'm dead to you, why are you at the wake?

something med school did not cover. someone's daughter, someone's mother, holds your hand through plastic now

you knew the password so i let you in the door, you knew you won so what's the point of keeping score?

your back beneath the sun, wishin' i could write my name on it

rebekah gave up on the rhode island set forever, flew in all her bitch pack friends from the city

and it would've been sweet if it could've been me

hush, when no one is around, my dear, you'll find me on my tallest tip-toes, spinning in my highest heels, love, shining just for you

leave the perfume on the shelf that you picked out just for him, so you leave no trace behind like you don’t even exist

and when i felt like i was an old cardigan, under someone's bed, you put me on and said i was your favorite

in my defense, i have none. for never leaving well enough alone

sweet tea in the summer, cross my heart, won’t tell no other

will it patch your broken wings? i'm only seventeen, i don't know anything but i know i miss you

and it took you five whole minutes, to pack us up and leave me with it, holdin' all this love out here in the hall

i think i've seen this film before so i'm leaving out the side door

and you find something to wrap your noose around, and there's nothing like a mad woman

and i can see us twisted in bedsheets, august sipped away like a bottle of wine, 'cause you were never mine

vintage tee, brand new phone, high heels on cobblestones

but if i just showed up at your party, would you have me? would you want me?