october's been rough for me
for what it's worth, hope it's been better for you
not filled with nights
of countless drinks alone at a table for two
and if my math is correct
two minus one means that i'm still by myself
for now i'm taking my heart
off of my sleeve and putting on the shelf
cause i'm not breakin' down
cause i'm not givin' up
and i'm not comin' home
yeah i'll tell you i'm fine
and that everything's good
that i'm better off alone
so believe or not
i'll believe it too
it'll all be better when november comes
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