One more fucking love song, I'll be sick.



All of my change I spent on you.
Where is the times gone?
Baby, it's all wrong.

Where is the plans we made for two?

I know it's hard to remember,
the people we used to be.

It's even harder to picture,
that you're not here next to me.

You say it's too late to make it,
but it is to late to try?

And in our time that you wasted,
all of your bridges burned down.

When we called it love,
but even the sun sets in paradise.

If happy ever efter did exist,
I will still be holding you like this.



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