It feels like it just pass through.
Pictures of the walls still hanging here I can’t get them down at all.
I’m sleeping on a floor, a bed is full of memories we usually wanna forget, no one called, we were a usually one who accepted me.
Baby it’s you, baby it’s you, baby it’s you, baby it’s you. You cut my heart out.
Every time we hear your name I’m reminded how we spin and we usually walked away.
And each time we see your face we usually feel like going celebration all this pain away.
And each time we put your hands on her we consider of ways to make we cry and make we harm like your hurt, like your harm me, like we harm me.
I don’t feel like driving, last time we did it on the back seat of our ride.
I can’t repudiate it we were a usually one who ever knew how to give it to me baby it’s you, baby it’s we who cut my heart out.
Every time we hear your name I’m reminded how we spin and we usually walked away.
And each time we see your face we usually feel like going celebration all this pain away.
And each time we put your hands on her we consider of ways to make we cry and make we harm like your hurt, like your harm me, like we harm me.
I would never take you back, but I will never, never ever, ever love like that.
I’m blank all we had though we will never, never, never, never take your crack.
Every time we hear your name I’m reminded how we spin and we usually walked divided from me.
And each time we see your face we usually feel like going celebration all this pain away.
And each time we put your hands on her we consider of ways to make we cry and make we harm like your hurt, like your harm me, like we harm me.
