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I was telling her secrets I knew she wouldn't keep Quickly got in the habit of coming over every week She would stare at my drawings, I would watch her eyes Scrolling on her phone, making fun of all the guys She would talk with my parents while I wait outside She was good at not caring, I was way too blind I should've been focused on things she said I can see us still sitting on my bed Ay Time moves fast But I still ask about your day And draw you inside my book We had this thing whenever we talked If one of us blinks, the other one not She would ask questions that I never thought about I just wished there was someone I could talk with now At two AM on school nights, wide awake Still saying goodnight every time, felt my pain full on Tearing up drawings in my room 'Cause I've been shit, I'm made for you 'Cause I've been shit, I'm made for you Time moves fast But I still ask about your day SongtexteAnd draw you inside my book When you bought me that switchblade, ay When I saw it was real And you told me to trust you And you taught me to feel Aus Songtexte Mania