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Let Her Go

Carefree and cool this boy was He didn’t give a f-- and always outta luck He ran into me on Sunday At a tiny French street café The rain was slipping down And he spoke with that slippery sound Of loves lost once twice and then found Of pain that he couldn’t rebound I said look here boy you’ve seen the truth A woman’s only as good as her word And her word fades away With the changing of the day And you’re left in dismay, no idea what to say Cause your heart won’t part ways You better let her go He said you don’t understand I love her still against my own will A spell she did cast Cased my heart in glass But ill suffer for her now Carefree and cool this boy was Content to have his loves mistrust He ran to me last Sunday At that tiny French street café

Copyright © | Year Posted 2009




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