| And I hope that you’ll forget, forget about that lake
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| Where our flowers never blossomed, and it always seemed to rain
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| And I hope your coat’s still drenched in the spring and summertime
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| And you’ll keep me as a memory in a corner of your mind
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| Love is just a losing game
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| That we all never seem to win
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| I found myself standing there
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| With red roses in my hair
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| And I always seemed so easy, to say you never cared
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| That you wished that you could take back, all the time that you had spared
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| And they say that there’s a good thing in all that is bad
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| Then whys my heart still aching when you never came back
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| Love is just a losing game
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| That we all never seem to win
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| I found myself standing there
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| With red roses in my hair
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| And all at once I was alone, and I had nowhere to go
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| And I had nothing to keep, Except these words stitched in my sheets
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| I went searching in the dark, cause thats where all my demons are
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| And I found you standing there, with dead roses in your hair |