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No sensation, things I've yet to say

Your words still sting
just lingering
I hang my head in weak dismay

Thoughts of sorrow
bar tomorrow, keep me from the night

I walk the paths
back to the past
and they all lead to the same place

Why do I still call your name?
After all this time has passed

When I think of what we could have been like
Think of what we could have been

Why do I still feel the same?
You and I weren't meant to last

But I think of what we could have been like
Think of what we could have

Former feelings still have meaning
voids I've yet to fill

There's moving on
It's been and gone
But I can't help but keep standing still

Your affection
stark reflection
how things used to be

Gotta bide my time
Gotta keep me mine

Gotta stop myself from thinking

Why do I still call your name?
After all this time has passed

When I think of what we could have been like
Think of what we could have been

Why do I still feel the same?
You and I weren't meant to last

But I think of what we could have been like
Think of what we could have
Think of what we could have been

Broken
is how you left me

Unspoken
your thoughts about me now

Shattered
the trust I held in you

Mattered
I guess you'd disagree

Darling
the rift between us is

Startling
these shifting waves hold me

Under
I hold my breath and I

Wonder
do you still think of me?

Why was it easy?
Why was it just me?
Why did it all make sense?
It never hit me 'til your hand just slipped right through mine
until your hand just slipped right through mine