Gasoline

This writes "worn out" like an empty tank: still spinning outside, long out of fuel within. Haven't you, after endless demands and smiles, lost even the strength to be angry?

Tired melody for a "not unwilling, just nothing left" emptiness. Taylor makes exhaustion real. You'll want to tell yourself — enough, cut the engine today.

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