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de Abby Powledge

I would picture us slow dancing late at night
You would take my hand so gently, sipping red wine
With the lights all dim, your hair messed up just right
I would give you all my children, be your wife

But I felt how you shifted
As you grew cold and distant
And I still tried to fix it every time
But talking every night turned into talking on the weekends
You only messaged me before you slept to rest assured that
I'm still caving in, still easing off what we left unsaid
I'm a wreck now
But babe, we were hellbound, winding down
Winding down

I would picture us in hindsight, down the road
Looking back at photographs and cracking jokes
Reminiscing when you asked my hand to hold
And how stupid we'd both been when we were young
But I felt how you faded
As you grew cold and jaded
I knew I'd never make you change your mind
But talking every night turned into talking on the weekends
You only messaged me before you slept to rest assured that
I'm still caving in, still easing off what we left unsaid
I'm a wreck now
But babe, we were hellbound, winding down
Winding down

Slow burn in reverse, you wanted me first
And it only hurts 'cause I saw it coming
Slow burn in reverse, took every wrong turn
I've had it much worse, but you'll be some girl's husband
And babe, I saw it coming
Talking every night turned into talking on the weekends
You only messaged me before you slept to rest assured that
I'm still caving in, still easing off what we left unsaid
I'm a wreck now
But babe, we were hellbound, winding down
Winding down
Winding

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