Does she move slightly as you pack your things
Does she shed a tear
Does she beg for forgiveness
Do you want to hear
Slowly you move to the front door
What is it you are waiting for
You turn around and take a peek
But she's already crying in her sleep
Days go by,
Days go bye
You get word she's moved on
Days go by,
Days go bye
What the hell went
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