I thought nothing could go wrong. But I was wrong.
There's always time like this when I think of you and I wonder if you ever think of me.
I wanna cry sometimes. I miss you.
I know where to find you my love, at the same old place by the river, the only way in is through the window.
For 2000 years I waited for your call. Screaming from the window, screaming bloody murder.
The more you follow me the more I get lost.
Don't take me for a sunbeam.
No light before. No light behind.
And all the time it just reminded me of you.
What a waster. What a fucking waster.
I'm half dead I'm third alive.
You just shot me up and blame it on the brown.
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