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Secondhand Serenade
I'm stuck with writing songs just to forget what they really were about, and these words are bringing me so deeply in dead that i dont think i could take my way out. i couldnt breathe you in like i need to and the words dont mean a thing. so i'll sing this song to you for the last time and my heart is torn in two, thinking of days spent without you and there is nothing left to prove. im counting all the things i could have done to make you see, that i wanted us to be what i go to sleep and dream of. i want you to know i'd die for you i'd die for you. i couldnt breathe you in like i need to and the words dont mean a thing. so i'll sing this song to you for the last time and my heart is torn in two thinking of days spent without you and there is nothing left to prove. and if you are alone make sure you're not lonely cause if you are i blame myself, for never being home. i know im not the only one who will treat you like they should, like you deserve. im stuck with writing songs just to forget. so i'll sing this song to you for the last time and my heart is torn in two thinking of days spent without you and there is nothing left to prove. there is nothing, there is nothing, there is nothing left to prove
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