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letra de voicemails - days like decades

[i couldn’t miss this opportunity to leave you a voicemail for you to potentially put it in your song, like all great songs that have voicemails in them. id figure id give that gift to you. alright ill see you soon]

voicemails, a letter sent a week too late
memories keeping me awake

[dear grant, im sitting here writing thank you letters for the people who agreed to…you so desperately deserve a thank you letter from me as well. thank you for always standing by me, even when its not easy. i appreciate you so much, and i’m sorry for not always showing it. i know that you’re gonna accomplish great things, and id really like to be by your side when you reach your goals. i love you so much. i can’t wait to see you soon. keep being your amazing self]

now where the f-ck did that go?
you left me hanging by a thread and i know
its getting cold and you’re looking for someone to hold
ill be your sweater, just a month i promise it’ll get better
he went to get her, forgot her, now i’m dead in the water
“i gave you everything that i could, i didn’t wanna believe it, somehow i knew that you would.”
i nеver wanted to be that guy, “you liеd”
i realized it was time to cut my ties

voicemails, a letter sent a week too late, memories keeping me awake voicemails, a letter sent a week too late, memories keeping me awake

ill never forget the long weekend
i’m at home and you’re out drinking
i’m panicking, you’re leaving me on read
all alone again
how would i know you’re sleeping in his bed?

but where else would i go?
i’m a know-it-all and baby i know
it wasn’t right, we fight, and its a 3 hour flight
ill take the job, ill move and maybe we can make it last
its in the past, we’ll laugh, ill dance with you when were trashed
i drove and dragged you along
clearly convinced you’re the one, i even wrote you a song
i only wanted to be your man, your hand
but here i am, head buried beneath the sand
voicemails, a letter sent a week too late
memories keeping me awake
those words, like bullets through me hit the floor
“i don’t think i love you anymore”

- days like decades

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