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You're calling me baby then kissing her Saying I'm crazy and you're the one that's hurting How could it be flirting? You're making me cry, Dior blush dripping down I've learned to let them fall without making a sound When you're still around So we'll talk on the phone for years and get nowhere but shed some tears Then you'll tell me you hate my guts then cry for me and we'll make up But I won't try to overexplain I know you won't listen anyways I wish I could write a letter to myself Five years ago when you put me through Hell I'd say it's been four summers since I've loved you And now all you have is more shitty tattoos You'd stay out late miss my calls on purpose I'm skipping meals, what I know to make it hurt less This will never make it hurt less I'm crying at parties, you lock the bathroom door Chasing out after me, then push me to the floor Apologies with no remorse You've found some girl and say it's love Then why are you calling when you're drunk? You'll say you've changed and prove me wrong It'll take four years to write this song But I won't try to overexplain I know you won't listen anyways I wish I could write a letter to myself Five years ago when you put me through Hell I'd say it's been four summers since I've loved you And now all you have is more, all you have is more, all you have is more shitty tattoos