The scars that I left you turned into fear
Instead of those fears bringing tears you bought beers
You said, "Cheers" then you "moved on" but truly all along your feelings were gone
You came back I was here free from my fear
So you fell I could tell but you ran because of your fears
In the end all you'll have is your whiskey and beers
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