since we were in school
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You have not found someone who loves you
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I took care of you and I swore to you
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That I was going to be with you in the good times
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To walk through the bad times and now that I've matured
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You told me that I am no longer who you were
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Now everything has changed and the guideline is mine
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And now I'm doing much better, better
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without you I'm a bastard
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I spend it billing and celebrating
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That you are past and the past is dead
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And now I'm doing much better, better
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without you I'm a bastard
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I spend it billing and celebrating
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That you are past and the past is dead
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In a 360 turn everything changed
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Now we're upstairs traveling by Pluto
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Don't talk to me about love anymore, remembering the pain
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What is past is past and what is ours has vanished
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To return with you God free me
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Find yourself another that your heart caliber
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With that fake face don't look at me
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What a bastard it feels to be free again
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For me, you don't have a soul
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Recognize what you need
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My heart nearly exploded from a false alarm
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And now you say I was the one who turned my back on you
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Don't worry, karma comes to you calmly
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And now I'm doing much better, better
|
without you I'm a bastard
|
I spend it billing and celebrating
|
That you are past and the past is dead
|
And now I'm doing much better, better
|
without you I'm a bastard
|
I spend it billing and celebrating
|
That you are past and the past is dead
|
since we were in school
|
You have not found someone who loves you
|
I took care of you and I swore to you
|
That I was going to be with you in the good times
|
To walk through the bad times and now that I've matured
|
You told me that I am no longer who you were
|
Now everything has changed and the guideline is mine
|
And now I'm doing much better, better
|
without you I'm a bastard
|
I spend it billing and celebrating
|
That you are past and the past is dead
|
And now I'm doing much better, better
|
without you I'm a bastard
|
I spend it billing and celebrating
|
That you are past and the past is dead |