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I'm not a mess I'm not a freak It's not like you care at all That I'm on my feet I'm so afraid To let you see Every part of me I hate can't let you in But I know the sun sets still My heart is setting, I can't let you go I'm on my death bed for real No room for two in body bags I hope you know He was but a boy, all he want is love Now he feel destroyed, everyone above Now his heart is stuck pretending that she loved Keep him in a cycle, never end- Ain't that funny That girl you once fell for look more like a dummy The seasons shift, the flowers bloom, I'm sinking in And the sun sets still My heart is setting, I can't let you go I'm on my death bed for real No room for two in body bags I hope you know Maybe I'm a narcissistic hypochondriac But all I ever wanted was for you to call me back It's too much to ask for love, too much to ask for us It's too much to ask for love, too much to ask for us But the sun sets still My heart is setting, I can't let you go I'm on my death bed for real No room for two in body bags I hope you know (Your call has been forwarded to an automatic voice message system) (REDACTED is not available) (At the tone, please record your message) (When you have finished recording, you may hang up or press one for more options.)