Don't leave me alone.
I'm a goddamn sore loser, I ain't too proud to stay. But I'm still thinking 'bout you. And I'm so lonesome without you. And I can't get you out of my mind. Oh so don't pay no mind, to my watering eyes. Must be something in the air that I'm breathing. Yes'n I try to ignore all this blood on the floor. It's just this heart on my sleeve that's a bleeding.
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