The sun goes down late
The knife scrapes across your plate
I hear ice in your glass
If you keep talking it won't last
It's a sick little crowd
A bunch of salesmen standing out
Poisoning your well
So now you only sell yourself
Will you light a flare for me?
Carve a message in our tree
The words you write too small for me
I miss you so ridiculously
You once took my arm
And held it, I got dressed in charm
From my window I see
The colored lanters and your friends but not me
Did I flash in your eyes
While they buzz around you like fighting flies
Will you light a flare for me?
Carve a message in our tree
Did you write too small for me?
I miss you so ridiculously
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