The day you went away
You had to screw me over
I guess you didnīt know
all the stuff you left me with
is way too much to handle
But I guess you donīt care
You donīt need to preach
you donīt have to love me, all the time
Whatever on earth possessed you
to make this bold decision
I guess you donīt need me
While whispering those words
I cried like a baby
hoping you would care
You donīt need to preach
you donīt have to love me, all the time
You donīt have to preach
all the time
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