miércoles, 11 de enero de 2012

When you go
Don't ever think I'll make you try to stay
And maybe when you get back
I'll be off to find another way.

And after all this time that you still owe
You're still the good-for-nothing I don't know
So take your gloves and get out
Better get out While you can.

When you go
Would you even turn to say:
"I don't love you
Like I did
Yesterday"

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