jueves, 13 de mayo de 2010

Well, when you go Don't ever think I'll make you try to stay And maybe when you get back I'll be off to find another way And after all this time that you still owe You're still the good-for-nothing I don't know So take your gloves and get out Better get out While you can When you go would you even turn to say "I don't love you like I did yesterday"
Sometimes I cry so hard from pleading So sick and tired of all the needless beating But baby when they knock you Down and out It's where you oughta stay And after all the blood that you still owe Another dollar's just another blow So fix your eyes and get up Better get up While you can Whoa, whooa When you go would you even turn to say "I don't love you like I did yesterday" Well come on, come on
When you go
Would you have the guts to say
"I don't love you
Like I loved you
Yesterday"

I don't love you Like I loved you Yesterday I don't love you Like I loved you

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