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I don’t wear your shirts anymore
Even though I have so many
Because my heart is broken
I’m piecing together what you left
I see your face every day
Even though I don’t want to
You knock, knock, knock
But I can’t let you back in
I tore myself down
Building you into something
You wanted to be
I was a fool to not notice
All the clues, I didn’t see
As you were changing
To be someone happy
You wouldn’t be with me