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Testo Gone For Good
Making that mistake was a serious task
How can I hear your voice again?
My only concern wasn't making it last
Somehow I cut it off short
She's holding back never wanting change
She never thought she could
Then she realised when you finally left
Then he was gone for good
Gone for good
Everything I wanted ended up in a fire
How am I in the same place?
Playing the piano at 2:30am
Wishing I could sleep in
She's terrified never wanting to grow
Maybe if she understood
There was nothing left they could argue about
Maybe he was gone for good
We pretend that everything is make believe
We pretend we care
We surrendered
Everything was changing
When we pretend we care
Don't make me the little sacrificial lamb
Don't let it get to attached
Playing the piano at 6:30am
Not knowing where to begin
She was never sure how to say that she felt She never thought she should
There was nothing left they could agree about
Maybe he was gone for good
We suspected everything was at our end
We can end it then
We surrender
Everything was made and spent
We pretend we can
How can I hear your voice again?
My only concern wasn't making it last
Somehow I cut it off short
She's holding back never wanting change
She never thought she could
Then she realised when you finally left
Then he was gone for good
Gone for good
Everything I wanted ended up in a fire
How am I in the same place?
Playing the piano at 2:30am
Wishing I could sleep in
She's terrified never wanting to grow
Maybe if she understood
There was nothing left they could argue about
Maybe he was gone for good
We pretend that everything is make believe
We pretend we care
We surrendered
Everything was changing
When we pretend we care
Don't make me the little sacrificial lamb
Don't let it get to attached
Playing the piano at 6:30am
Not knowing where to begin
She was never sure how to say that she felt She never thought she should
There was nothing left they could agree about
Maybe he was gone for good
We suspected everything was at our end
We can end it then
We surrender
Everything was made and spent
We pretend we can
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