It's that time of year again
When warm days grow colder
spending most nights counting my mistakes
And all the reasons I'm alone.
Is it the changing of the seasons
The dead leaves and the grey snow
Is it the scent of regret on my breath
Or has my heart just turned to stone
This is not a cry for help
I don't need anybody else
I'm on my own
And that's ok with me
Sick of getting stood up
Feeling let down
Wishing I was dead, hanging my head
If you think I need your love than your dead fucking wrong
I don't need anyone
What's the point anymore
I always end up losing
A part of my self in someone else's teeth
it's that time of year again
When warm days grow colder
spending most nights counting my mistakes
And all the reasons I'm alone.
Is it the changing of the seasons
The dead leaves and the grey snow
Is it the scent of regret on my breath
Or has my heart just turned to stone
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