Found it in the bottom drawer hidden like a secret
Wrote the letter to you but I never thought I'd keep it
On that page, had every idea of you
-Never thought it through
Late-night, gas stations. Begging for change
Spare a quarter, or a dime, but didn't make way
Quickly scrambling, from the corner of my eye, spot you just standing there
Just couldn't get my mind right
Each exhale, is just a memory that's been told
Wish I could find you, bring you back to where things were
But the moments of relief are just to withholdΒ
And I get it, you want to be with her
But I get it, if you wanna be with her
She found the secret that I wrote to her, hidden in the bottom drawer
With her reading all the writing
-Saying about how it was before
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