When this sunday comes dont forget to call and
analyze
all the reasons i've locked up myself
so you say its in her eyes
the end is my opinion
never justified the means
so i'd forgotten how to tell you all the
things
id had to think of since that night
can you even recognize that i'm tripping over my
own two feet
in all the sense that i lost you in
all i yearned to be since this is goodbye
i'll tell you you're beautiful but i'll still
close my eyes
had i know i could have kept things the way the
had always been inside
keep it all locked up inside your heardt for
tomorrows goodbye
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