Tekster: Ruiner. When The Mourning Ends.

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Don't tell me you love me, just tell me you will not leave, cause tonight is one of those nights when I'm only interested in one fucking thing. I got a lot of dependency issues. And needless to say i hate to be alone. You may not be important to me tomorrow, but right now you're all that I fucking got. I won't mislead and I will not lie. You'll know my intentions before you walk through the door. I may speak with clever gestures, anything to make you feel at ease.
Please don't say this is forever, i tend to forget what that word means. I'm more interested in the "right nows," just please promise you won't leave.
I've made choices- that have got me no where but back where I started.
This all may be a mistake, but what's a few more. I've been told that i have baggage... well I've lives, loved, fucked, and will die as young as i possibly can. But for right now I just can't be alone