not who I thought


And if you could have made it that much easier 
I doubt you would've 
It's so unlike you to give away anything 
That could've 
helped a single soul 
Along the winding road 
And I don't mean to rain 
On your damn parade 
But I don't believe you ever cared a bit about anybody other than yourself 
I hope you let that sink in
But you're too full of it to notice how well it fits
And I just wanted you to be the one 
Who noticed when my face lit up at my best moments 
But you make it hard to believe I can find that kind of love 


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