the early november - ever so sweet | Текст песни

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• the early november
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I just found a friend in one of your lies.
To treat me to so nice, I can't believe my bones.
They say so many things.
They tell me I am fine, believe me I, I try.

Ever so sweet, you make this seem.
The way things go. It's not my fault.
And I'll miss, I'll miss you so good.
All of those nights we lost our way back home.

Ever so sweet, you baked it in cakes for me.
What you left behind, it hurts my teeth.
Bringing the past with the postcards you sent for me.
Every line, it brings me right back down.

Can't you see the wall you built for me?

'Cause we're not special.
Well, I'm not special.

Ever so sweet, you baked it in cakes for me.
What you left behind, it hurts my teeth.
Bringing the past with the postcards you sent for me.
Every line, it brings me right back down.