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In time she might see how foolish she was for leaving meMight take a bruise or two before she longs for my abuseRunning away was easy, I guess, but you left my mind a sloppy messWas it so hard to talk about the stuff that I could not figure out?Woe, woe is me, she took her things and she ran away, woe, woe is me (yea yea yea!)She says she's feeling so much betterShe says the air tastes so much sweeter since she left meSometime I might suspect that the cause couldn't be as bad as the effectCrazy girls which I seem to collect and scribble down notes like a science projectYour argument has no defense, its' a big fat lie built on false pretenseBut now I roam from home to work singing songs about you and feeling like a jerkWoe, woe is me, she took her things and she ran away, woe, woe is me (yea yea yea!)She says she's feeling so much better (so much better)She says the air tastes so much sweeter (so much sweeter) since she left meSince she left me, since she left me, since she left me...In time she might see how foolish she was for leaving meMight take a bruise or two before she longs for my abuseRunning away was easy, I guess, but you left my chest a hollowed out messWas it so hard to talk about the stuff that I couldn't figure out?
In time she might see how foolish she was for leaving meMight take a bruise or two before she longs for my abuseRunning away was easy, I guess, but you left my mind a sloppy messWas it so hard to talk about the stuff that I could not figure out?Woe, woe is me, she took her things and she ran away, woe, woe is me (yea yea yea!)She says she's feeling so much betterShe says the air tastes so much sweeter since she left meSometime I might suspect that the cause couldn't be as bad as the effectCrazy girls which I seem to collect and scribble down notes like a science projectYour argument has no defense, its' a big fat lie built on false pretenseBut now I roam from home to work singing songs about you and feeling like a jerkWoe, woe is me, she took her things and she ran away, woe, woe is me (yea yea yea!)She says she's feeling so much better (so much better)She says the air tastes so much sweeter (so much sweeter) since she left meSince she left me, since she left me, since she left me...In time she might see how foolish she was for leaving meMight take a bruise or two before she longs for my abuseRunning away was easy, I guess, but you left my chest a hollowed out messWas it so hard to talk about the stuff that I couldn't figure out?
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