They say life is short
And it will pass me by soon
But the hours become long
To start over again
Processing that's not me hurts a lot
But I have to put up with

(This is the best sleepover I've had in my life)
This goodbye won't kill me
Ah, but it's gonna hurt (where is my daddy?)
Imagining and going over what can no longer be
I hate being the person in this story
Who leaves and doesn't come back (why isn't my daddy here?)

I will be that puzzle missing pieces
A mere clown with a sad face
A king without his queen, that's how you leave me
You will be that thorn I won't get rid of
It didn't work out and it's angering to admit it
That I can have you only in my dreams
It's hard to forget you
I will settle for the memory

I will be that puzzle missing pieces
A mere clown with a sad face
A king without his queen, that's how you leave me
You will be that thorn I won't get rid of
It didn't work out and it's angering to admit it
That I can have you only in my dreams
It's hard to forget you
I will settle for the memory

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