Fuck me

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You do

I don´t see what anyone can see in anyone else, but you.

Cry, cry, cry

E depois de algum tempo, lágrimas atrasadas nos olhos, porque ninguém é de ferro né?

...

I could say that i will always be here for you

but that would be a lie and quite a pointless thing to do

I could say that I will always have feelings for you,

But I´ve got a life ahead of me, and I´m only 22.

Since you´re gonne I´ve lost that chip on my shoulder

Since you´re gonne I feel like... I´ve gotten older

Now that you´re gonne, it feels as if the whole wide world is my stage

And now you´re gonne, it´s like I´ve been let out of my cage.