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If you were still around, you'd tell me I'm different, since the last time you called me out I'd put you down, I'd tell you it's a waste of time to keep you by my side. If you were still around, I swear, we would sit and stare, we would be nowhere...
And to this day I look for what it's going to take, to just let things be...Still today I wonder is it you or me who should feel guilty...I'm pulling, I'm pushing, I'm putting it out of my mind.... thought that I had said goodbye.
If you were still around, you'd tell me that you're sorry, but you don't know what you're sorry about. I'd keep to myself, keep you guessing, make you question...If it's ever going to work itself out. If you were still around, I swear, we would sit and stare, we would be nowhere...Yeah, it still haunts me.. you were still around, you'd tell me I'm different, since the last time you called me out I'd put you down, I'd tell you it's a waste of time to keep you by my side. If you were still around, I swear, we would sit and stare, we would be nowhere...
And to this day I look for what it's going to take, to just let things be...Still today I wonder is it you or me who should feel guilty...I'm pulling, I'm pushing, I'm putting it out of my mind.... thought that I had said goodbye.
If you were still around, you'd tell me that you're sorry, but you don't know what you're sorry about. I'd keep to myself, keep you guessing, make you question...If it's ever going to work itself out. If you were still around, I swear, we would sit and stare, we would be nowhere...Yeah, it still haunts me..