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Rewrite my history... who says I can't?

Wtf?

She wrote this, hoping that one day I'd know that someone understands. To the word. To the letter. Ultimate.


Love ridden, I've looked at you
With the focus I gave to my birthday candles
I've wished on the lidded blue flames
Under your brow
And baby, I wished for you


Nobody sees when you are lying in your bed
And I wanna crawl in with you
But I cry instead
I want your warm, but it will only make
Me colder when it's over,
So I can't tonight, baby


No, not "baby" anymore - if I need you
I'll just use your simple name
Only kisses on the cheek from now on
And in a little while, we'll only have to wave


My hand won't hold you down no more
The path is clear to follow through
I stood too long in the way of the door
And now I'm giving up on you


No, not "baby" anymore- if I need you
I'll just use your simple name
Only kisses on the cheek from now on
And in a little while, we'll only have to wave

Who says I can’t be free,
from all of the things that I used to be?
Rewrite my history.
Who says I can’t be free?