Yeah, baby
You’ve gone, gone away
Left me here to guard and stay
But I admit it’s the best thing for you
But why
Da hell
Did you
Break me in two?
He came into my life
Like a bustard, and took you
So what? He ain’t so hot!
Look at me! I’m a piece
Of trash, dirt and shit all rolled into one.
So what?
Me and you, we were meant to be
Like a midnight nightmare just becoming real
In a pub, in a bar, in... nowhere... I see...
She looks like you
But it’s ain’t real
(Trash, dirt and shit all rolled into one)
So baby,
Come on, come on, come on baby
Oh come on baby, come back to me
Yeah, can’t think of anything else.
Everybody’s telling me I’ve gotta hate you
Because you’ve gone away. But I don’t think that.
I don’t think that at all.
If only I feel it
And not you –
It's still true.
Still true.
Still true...
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