You gave me hope once but there is no love for the hopeless.
She offers her body and I wanted so much more. I guess I'll just make the most of this.
Getting phone calls at three in the morning, before I answer I already know what it's for.
Tired of being called over for quickies, and nothing more.
But now I'm in my car making the same driveonce again.
Wondering when meaninglessness stops and true love will begin.
And now the feelings come to overwhelm and consume me.
If I don't get free of the weight of these feelings the pressure will doom me.
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