Me and my head high, and my tears dry . Get on without my guy , you went back to what you knew. So far removed from all that we went through and I tread a troubled track. My odds are stacked, I'll go back to black. We only said good-bye with words , I died a hundred times . You go back to her And I go back to... I go back to us.
I love you much, It's not enough
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