14 oktober.
Sometimes I start to wonder, was it just a lie?
If what we had was real, how could you be fine?
'Cause I'm not fine at all!
I remember the day you told me you were leaving,
I remember the make-up running down my face.
And the dreams you left behind you didn't need them.
Like every single wish we ever made.
I wish I could forget about the stupid little things,
like the way it felt to fall asleep next to you.
And the memories I never can escape.
If what we had was real, how could you be fine?
'Cause I'm not fine at all!
I remember the day you told me you were leaving,
I remember the make-up running down my face.
And the dreams you left behind you didn't need them.
Like every single wish we ever made.
I wish I could forget about the stupid little things,
like the way it felt to fall asleep next to you.
And the memories I never can escape.
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