"The ground shrinks fast and the spot-lit strips of houses
They look like christmas lights she'd hang in her apartment
So I turn my head, I try to watch the screen instead
But my eyes go fuzzy and start painting shapes all over the movie I'm watching
And they mix and match my present with my past
But the colors are crisp and I press to hard so ink soaks straight through the back
And less yesterday, and more today
Yeah I gotta start to live, to live that way
So less yesterday, and more today
Yeah I gotta get my head on straight"
A love story
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A Love Story, if told correctly, will do nothing less than ruin your heart.
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