If you put your cigarette down, You'll figure out the pain is self inflicted . Now you're addicted. To hating the love that I'm giving you. What will you do, when I'm gone? Do I have to go away to make you love me?
Will you put your cigarette down? So we can talk about how far we have drifted never predicted. Too late to fix everything we've been through. What will you do, when I'm gone?
Will you put your cigarette down? So we can talk about how far we have drifted never predicted. Too late to fix everything we've been through. What will you do, when I'm gone?
I hate to see you cry but you're the reason why it's over. You brought this on yourself. You're screaming what the hell it's over. Don't know what you have till it's gone away.
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