it doesnt.., by <3 Because Sometimes You Cant Just Say It <3
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I was sat there and
I HAD ABSOLUTELY FUCKING NOTHING
but hey, why would you care
YOU THREW A FUCKING FIT
just cos i would sit and stare
YOU LEFT ME ON MY OWN
and now you got the cheek to moan
YOU TOLD ME TO MOVE ON
and i did
SO WHY IS THAT SO WRONG??
you left me there to look after myself
WELL ALL THIS SHIT
is better left on the shelf
COS IT DOESNT FUCKING HURT ANYMORE
it doesnt..
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Posted: 2007-02-12 09:48:15 UTC |
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