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She fills my bed with gasoline you think I wouldn't notice |
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Her mind's made up her love is gone |
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I think someone's trying to show us a sign |
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That even if we thought it would last the moment would pass |
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My bones will break and my heart would give, it hurts to breathe |
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And I remember the day when you left for Santa Monica |
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You left me to remain with all your excuses for everything |
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And I remember the time when you left for Santa Monica |
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And I remember the day you told me it's over |
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It hurts to breathe |
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Well every time that you're not next to me |
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Her mind's made up the girl is gone |
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And now I'm forced to see |
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Well I think I'm on my way oh, it hurts to live today |
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Oh and she says "Don't you wish you were dead like me?" |
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And I remember the day when you left for Santa Monica |
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You left me to remain with all your excuses for everything |
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And I remember the time when you left for Santa Monica |
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And I remember the day you told me it's over |
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I wanted more than this |
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I needed more than this |
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I could use of more than this |
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But it just won't stop |
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It just won't go away |
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I needed more than this |
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I wanted more than this |
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I asked for more than this |
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But it just won't stop |
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It just won't go away |
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And I remember the day when you left for Santa Monica |
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You left me to remain with all your excuses for everything |
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And I remember the time when you left it all behind |
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And I remember the day you told me it's over |
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And I remember the day when you left for Santa Monica |
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You left me to remain with all your excuses for everything |
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And I remember the day when you left for Santa Monica |
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Yeah, I remember the day you told me it's over |
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And I remember the time when you left for Santa Monica |
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Yeah, I remember the day you told me it's over |
