You should've written, me a letter
Instead of saying
What you say
It could've turned out so much better
And now your words play
Inside my head
I thought that I was nothing mean
By setting you free
It. seems the memories are dead
Arid now I'm out of my head
It's not how I planned it
You should be loving me
You should be holding me
Why do you choose
To turn yourself loose
Every word, means to me
Yet you try desperately
Turning away -
Baby, it's
Not that simple.
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