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Staring at the celling, trying not to think |
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There is an empty space where she used to be |
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Every little thing appears to be the same |
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But deep in my heart I know she's gone away |
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I close my eyes and try not to weep |
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But I'm scared as hell to fall asleep |
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An old suitcase in her hand |
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And in her eyes I could see it's over |
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It has to be goodbye |
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"Like the seven years that I had throw away |
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Now my life's at stare, can't wait another day" |
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I try to move but I don't know how |
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Cause she's all that I can think of right now |
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I can't breathe, 'cos Mary Lou is dead |
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She's gone without a trace |
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I can't wait to see the sun go down on me |