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Done With You
I'm sick of this war
I can't take this anymore
I don't even know who you are
So just go get in your car
We used to look up at the stars
But now my heart is covered with scars
I start wonder why
Right now I really want to cry
Don't try to send me a letter
Because it wont make things better
You can try to fake a smile
But you know it's going to hurt for a while
Just go now and leave me alone
After all, I'm probably better off on my own
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