the Chart inside of me is completely indeterminable
unrecognizable, my face showing old feelings
of how i used to love a girl, and how i still do sometimes
don't look to me for ideas about tomorrow
i'm holding onto some important details
lingering in between memories
frameworks for the boy i used to be
i'm taking life slow
completely care-free
the Chart inside my head doesn't know it's lows
unbelievable, the scattered songs of love it shows
i used to love a girl, i still do sometimes
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