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  • michelpoiccarrd
  • vor 6 Tagen
  • 1 Min. Lesezeit

While this town is busy sleeping,

And all the noise has died away.

I walk the streets to stop my weeping,

'Cause she just can't change her ways.


But don't fool yourself, she was heartache from the moment that you met her.

Ah, my heart feels so still as I try to find the will to forget her, somehow.

Ooh, I think I've forgotten her now.


Her love is a rose, pale and dying.

Dropping her petals in vain, I know

All full of wine, the world before her or sober with no place to go.


Don't fool yourself, she was heartache from the moment that you met her.

And my heart is frozen still as I try to find the will to forget her, somehow.

She's somewhere out there now.


My tears fall down as I try to forget,

Her love was a joke from the day that we met.

All of the words, all of her men,

All of my pain when I think back to when.


Remember her hair as it shone in the sun,

The smell of the bed when I knew what she'd done.

Tell yourself over and over you won't ever need her again.


But don't fool yourself,

She was heartache from the moment that you met her.

And my heart is frozen still as I try to find the will to forget her, somehow.

I think I've forgotten her now.


I think I've forgotten her now.

 
 
 

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