and all i could say was "oh."
" oh, oh, oh, oh"
as i reached up to wipe the tear off my face it seem as if another would take its place
but still i insisted on dipping my fingers in it, letting the salt sink into the groves
and your mouth opened slightly and you bit your lip
i guess i just cant do it like i used to
i guess i'm just ill-equipped,
"oh, oh, oh, oh"
"oh, oh, oh, oh,"
as my fingers curled into a fist
"oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh"
then i released my slight grip
on what ever we had
"oh, oh, oh"
my mouth said it so many times
but the words never came out quite right
"oh."
"oh."
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