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12-15 But.. i cant find myself to tell him. truth is, i never could. until...
he'll never understand it
no
he'll never understand it
why must i remember
why must i remember this cold smell
the rush, the adrenaline
I hate going back
smelling a most precious memory
remembering the tides nearing shore
The city lights arent making this any better
my mother once asked me
how many times have you been in love
Twice, i told her
Once with a boy who didnt care
Once with one who did
he'll never understand it
no
he'll never understand it
why must i remember
why must i remember this cold smell
the rush, the adrenaline
I hate going back
smelling a most precious memory
remembering the tides nearing shore
The city lights arent making this any better
my mother once asked me
how many times have you been in love
Twice, i told her
Once with a boy who didnt care
Once with one who did