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Dec 05, 2005 21:06

Well it's getting colder and you're getting distant
and I just keep thinkin
that I never meant it to be like this
You know what comes next
You’re begging for a way to gracefully bow out
and say goodnight

It's worse than you think
On your way home, you should have known
you never listen to me
I’m only complaining to keep myself busy, sweetie

I can’t say I blame you
but I wish that I could
I’m sick of writing every song about you

Yes, that was to you.
=)
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