Im sleeping alone tonight,
And I know you're not.
The cold isn't the hardest thing to fight.
And i prey to god that bottle
Is the only thing your lips will touch.
This blanket is big enough for two,
But the only person ill be holding tonight is myself.
All i really want here is you...
Im so sick of sleeping,
And these dreams that are cracked.
Im so sick of thinking,
Of times i thought would last.
I knew i was wrong
when i wrote down these words.
But these feelings are now,
and will be gone when i wake up.
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