Shore Acres Drive - Dear Happiness | Текст песни

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I hope you don't think this is for you, because I wrote this for myself.
It spent a year and two months collecting dust on my shelf.
I might need to refresh your memory.
I think the last time we talked, you said you'd never end up with him.
You made me feel like an idiot.
I had never loved before.
I told you secrets that I've kept harbored, and I kept yours.
There's a collection of your notes in my drawer about baguettes and brie, and cigarettes, and the languages you speak.
You might think that's immature.
You'll crumble this up and throw it out.
I'll be the first one to admit how bad I reacted, but I've been better ever since.
You'd like to think that you haven't changed a bit, but you did.
I can see it when you're waiting for him, anxious on your phone.
And I know it's why you bought your new friends: you can't stand being alone.
All you want is to live up to your name. "Cheerful and Happy."
Well, I'm drowning in the irony.
You hide behind your fake smile and premeditated ways.
Happiness is the last thing I think of when I see your face.