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Thanks For the Show
I've got the flowers that you bought me
Lyin' on the bed
Then you kiss me softly
Here we go again
Please stop being your beautiful you
You've got me wrapped around your finger
And i dont know what i should do
I can't say you lied, but you know i've tried
To escape what i know is true
As much as i resist this
I can't get over you
Baby be regretful
For everyday you let me slip
Cause you know im not comin back
So let me give you one last tip
Everything I want to say
Seems to hide itself away
All the things we needed to do
Will always come back haunting you
Stop, don't look at me like that
It's not all in my head
You said you'd always love me
Too bad you loved her instead
I can see right through your lies
You can't hide it with your eyes
These mistakes were your own fault
Now look. You don't have me at all
Baby be regretful
For everyday you let me slip
Cause you know I'm not comin back
So let me give you one last tip
Everything I want to say
Seems to hide itself away
All the things we needed to do
Will always come back haunting you
You've sat there drinking up the silence
Now all that I have left to say
Is that I just might be broken now
But you will get your share one day
I shut the lights
Close my door
Stay in my room
And lie on the floor
Think about the past
Then I remember now
I'm done with all your memories
So now I'll take my bow
Baby be regretful
For everyday you let me slip
Cause you know I"m not comin back
So let me give you one last tip
Everything has now been said
It used to matter, now it's dead
Whats done is done
You let me go
And decided to run
Thanks for...the show
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