"while the city's busy sleeping
all your troubles lie awake
i walk the streets to stop my weeping
but he'll never change his ways
...
oh my tears fall down as i tried to forget the love was a joke from the day that we met
all of the words, all of his women
all of my pain when i think back to when
remember his hair as it shone in the sun
it was there on the bed when i knew what he'd done
tell yourself over and over you won't ever need him again.. "
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