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Friday, January 16, 2004
Heartbreak is a headache,
Like a toothache or an earthquake.
Spontaneous combustion
Leaves a taste that so disgustin'
And it don't go away too fast
I'm a window made of broken glass
I've never needed anything,
Anything but you
And that's what wrong
That's what i get
For feeling this
Anyway...
Just let me know
All i'll miss
When i'm gone
[chorus]
Just throw it all away... you let me down
Like everybody says... you let me down
Write me off like yesterday... you let me down
Oh, i guess that your not good enough to be with me
Rumors are tumors
Of the sick and mainly useless
When you come to me with these things
It's the shit that i cant deal with.
Still i gave you all of me,
Faithfulness and honesty
Prayed for God to bring you near,
Along with all these tears.
And that's what wrong
That's what i get
For feeling this
Anyway... just let me know
All i'll miss
When i'm gone
[chorus]
I'd like to thank you
For lettin' me know i can feel this way
Feel this way
For lettin' me know i can feel
[chorus (x2)]
11:49 AM
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