When reality comes in,
And says he’s not good for you anymore.
And so you leave him behind.
You beg.
You hope.
And you plead.
Reality come knocking on my door,
Tell me you were wrong before.
I just can’t bear it anymore.
Why am I so blind?
Why can’t I just make up my mind?
Leaving you is the only solution I can find.
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Reality, please come knocking on my door,
Tell me you were wrong before.
