I want you to know that it doesn't matter
Where we take this road someone's gotta go
And I want you to know you couldn't have loved me better
But I want you to move on so I'm already gone
You can't make it feel right when you know that it's wrong
There's no moving on so I'm already gone.
I do really hate myself sometimes. The heart problem.
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