Denna kväll känns bara jobbig. För jobbig.
Jag känner mig ensam och jag återlever minnen i huvudet,
minnen som får tårarna att rinna.
Just nu känner jag mig ganska värdelös.

It's a good thing tears never show in the pouring rain
As if a good thing ever could make up for all the pain
There'll be no last chance to promise to never mess it up again
Just the sweet pain of watching your back as you walk
As I'm watching you walk away

It's a cruel thing you'll never know all the ways I tried
It's a hard thing faking a smile when I feel like I'm falling apart inside
And now you're gone, there's like an echo in my head
And I remember every word you said

And I am helpless sometimes
Wishing's just no good
'Cause you don't see me like I wish you would
There's a moment to seize everytime that we meet
But you always keep passing me by
No, you never were, and you never will be mine


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