29 September 2008
So don't try to say you're sorry Or try to make it right Don't waste your breath because it's too late It's too late
I'm so sick of love songs So tired of tears So done with wishing You were still here Said I'm so sick of love songs So sad and slow So why can't I turn off the radio? O-o-h (Leave me alone) Leave me
The pain I feel is real, I'm not asleep, but it's a nightmare, and I can't wake up anytime. It's better I lay down and never ever breath again.
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