Of course you would make a four-hour fucking production out of this.
You have your coat on
And the scarf I bought you
And your eyes are all wet underneath from crying for a long time.
You can’t stop saying that you don’t want to go.
All I can think is that now I won’t meet your nonna
And probably no other boy will ever write me a song.
...Putting it in
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