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Call me a sinner, call me a saint.
Tell me its over, I'll still love you the same.
Call me your favorite,
Call me the worst.
Tell me its over, I don't want you to hurt.
Its all that I can say,
So ill be on my way.
I finally put it all together, that nothing really lasts forever.
I had to make a choice that was not mine,
I had to say goodbye for the last time.
I kept my whole life in a suitcase,
Never really stayed in one place.
Maybe that's the way it should be,
You know I live my life like a Gypsy.
Tell me its over, I'll still love you the same.
Call me your favorite,
Call me the worst.
Tell me its over, I don't want you to hurt.
Its all that I can say,
So ill be on my way.
I finally put it all together, that nothing really lasts forever.
I had to make a choice that was not mine,
I had to say goodbye for the last time.
I kept my whole life in a suitcase,
Never really stayed in one place.
Maybe that's the way it should be,
You know I live my life like a Gypsy.
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