| From day one, something was wrong
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| I thought I could see you through it
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| Thought you would change, but i was wrong
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| And now i stand here screaming
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| Too many papers wasted on someone who never gave a damn
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| I’ve got better things to do than waste these words on you
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| I have better things to say
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| Too much time i’ve spent on you
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| This is the last song i write about you
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| A couple songs, so what?
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| Cause what has been gained?
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| This is that last song i write about you
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| Time to move on
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| I’ve held your hand for far too long now
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| Beating all these thoughts of you to death tonight
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| Dead |