I found pictures of usnPictures of us smilingnSmiling in the small boothnBooth with the crappy lightingnnAnd I found ticket stubs fromnFrom those artsy moviesnMovies, oh, that changed usnChanged us from our old selvesnOld selves who didn't graspnGrasp what life could meannnI found crumpled napkinsnNapkins from the dinernThe diner that we crowned thenThe greatest diner evernnAnd I found broke guitar picksnPicks I had to buy asnAs tradition when wenWe would stop inside thatnThat tiny music shopnMusic shop I lovednnBut, oh, I also found the notesnThe notes that tear my heart outnThat seperate us bothnGoddamn themnnBut, oh, I also found the notesnThe notes that tear my heart outnThat seperate us bothnThey tear my fucking heart outn
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