See, you can embrace me
or you can erase me
but you can't place me
on the shelf
in the cool recesses
of your mind.
I won't stay, I won't wait.
It's about a quarter 'til
"it's too late."
You can't walk away
come back any day
expect me to be the same
it don't work that way.
I gave what I had,
if it wasn't enough, too bad.
'Cause you can embrace me
or you can erase me
but you can't replace me.
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