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Why won't you look at me? I'm standing at the door I brought you cookies, your favourite kind Why won't you look at me? Am I too much, have I crossed a line? I don't get it And if we were older it might be different And I've since abandoned the thought of your hand in mine again I'll take the clothes on the floor I'll take the glow of the screen I'll take the nights that we fought about sharing a bed with me I'll take the notebook you filled With all of my favourite things I'll even take the faithfullness you never gave to me If I can't have you Why don't you talk to me? Why don't you let me in? I'll give you patience, if you give me time And I gave you everything But you wanted less of me I don't get it And if we were older it might be different And thank God that we don't need lawyers We couldn't afford it (We couldn't afford it) I'll take the clothes on the floor I'll take the glow of the screen I'll take the nights that we fought about sharing a bed with me I'll take the notebook you filled With all of my favourite things I'll even take the faithfullness you never gave to me If I can't have you I'll be alright And I hope you're ok too I'll be alright And I hope you're ok too I'll be alright (I'll be alright) And I hope you're ok too I'll be alright (I'll be alright) And I hope you're ok too I'll take the clothes on the floor I'll take the glow of the screen I'll take the nights that we fought about sharing a bed with me I'll take the notebook you filled With all of my favourite things I'll even take the faithfullness you never gave to me
Writer(s): Phoebe Lee Jasper, Joshua James Naley, Brayden Scott Jeffrey Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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