i'm just window shopping
not looking for real love
giving out my kisses
you put you win again on my mix tape
not your cheating heart
in the difference
explains my loneliness
and our relation to one another
i haven't been depressed enough to write
and everything comes out sounding like
clunky notes and guitar strings
i can't help it
if i'm still in love with you
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