Wilbur Soot - Maybe i was boring

^G He n^Cever had cool s^Emtories He doesn't make your he^Gart beat ^CUsed to love his m^Emystery But now he's just ex^Ghausting An^Cother day s^Empent just laying in his r^Goom The st^Cench of in^Emcense And some undelivered fo^God

^GAnd s^Dhe th^Emought "What if ^Che thinks I'm the ^Gone? And I'll be f^Dorced to rot a^Emway With h^Cim and his obs^Gessions With tr^Divial t^Emhings ^C Like the am^Gount of fucking l^Dove hearts I f^Eminish a text m^Cessage w^Gith"

^G And wh^Cen you hold his ^Emhands It doesn't feel like fl^Gying And w^Chen you take his br^Emeath away He might as well be d^Gying And y^Cou're dying to br^Emeathe You're trapped in his c^Gage ^C And it's shr^Eminking

^GAnd s^Dhe th^Emought "What if ^Che just never l^Geaves? Or if he d^Doesn't get the m^Emessage? And he d^Coesn't hear my pl^Geas?" So s^Dhe just started scr^Emeaming ^C

"W^Ghy can't ^Dhe just b^Emore m^Ce to death?" "W^Ghy can't ^Dhe just b^Emore m^Ce to death?" "Oh, w^Ghy can't ^Dhe just b^Emore ^Cme to death?" "W^Ghy can't ^Dhe just ^Embore ^Cme to death?" "Oh, w^Ghy can't ^Dhe just b^Emore ^Cme to death?" "W^Ghy can't ^Dhe just b^Emore ^Cme to death?" "Oh, W^Ghy can't ^Dhe just b^Emore ^Cme to death?"