postcards on the floor but this pen can t write lonliness no more.
waking up all alone on the opposite side of the coast.
I m commited to insecurity and you.
and love is overated.
it leaves you devistated heart ripped in two roadside state of mind boulevard of broken dreams washed out this time after time I was lost and looking but knew I d never find what is mine in a world that s so unkind.
and love is overated.
it leaves you devistated.
the only things I know are road signs and rock songs and lonely hotel rooms.
but still I need you herewhats new? it s 6am.
las vegas doesn t look so cool once the sun come up.
I draw the blinds and I dream of you.
I m committed to all these memories of you.
and love is overated.
it leaves you devistated.
love is ove .
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