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Im stuck with writing songs
just to forget, what they really were about
and these words
are bringing me, so deeply in debt
that i don't think i can dig my way out
i couldn't breathe you in
like i need to
and the words don't mean a thing

So i'll sing this song to you
for the las time
and my heart is torn in two
thinkin' of days spent without you
and there is nothing left to prove

Im counting all the things i could a done
to make you see that i wanted us to be
what i go to sleep and dream of
i want you to know that i'd die for you
i'd die for you
i couldn't breathe you in like i need to
and the words don't mean a thing

So i'll sing this song to you for the las time
and my heart is torn in two
thinkin' of days spent without you
and there's nothing else to prove
and if you are alone make sure you're not lonely
cuz if you are i blame myself
for never being home
i know im not the only one
who will treat you like they should
like you deserve

Im stuck with writing songs just to forget

So i'll sing this song to you
for the las time
and my heart is torn in two
thinkin' of days spent without you
and there's nothing left to prove

there's nothing
there's nothing
there's nothing left to prove

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