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There's a boy she knows
Who you used to live down the road
Never really there, never really cared
And his mom drives home
Everyday after work
At the end of the day there wasn't much left to say
But she asks him what did you do today
Why do you even stay why are things
This way
Why are things this way
Oh why are things this way
I hate how things change
And he drove down the road, buried his head in the dirt
Looked over his shoulder and he never returned
He's a shadow that plays the most sickening games
As he lays on the carpet haunted by everything
Why are things this way
Oh why are things this way
Why are things this way
Oh why are things this way
Please never go away