mad to see you moved on
glad to see i stayed strong
the door was open, but i couldn’t shut it
too heavy for me to push

so nervous to even touch
can we see eye to eye like old times
bring back the juice and lemon lime
kick back, drink it, and talk one last time
for us to get together you need strength
i just needed you
now you have a guy, and i wonder who

my touch wasn’t enough
by the way we kissed, you couldn’t feel the rush 
i could tell

one day i might break down that door
run out and yell 
i’m tired of waiting
these walls can tell i’m becoming impatient
i see red and horns are flying out of my head
i’m ready to turn into satan

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