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let yesterday be yestardaydon't let us go to for what happened yesterdayon the backseat of your carit was the 3rd of septemberwhen I meet you at the whiskybarand yes still do rememberbut I don't wanna love you
I don't wanna know your name
I don't wanna love you
I don't wanna play this game anymore
It was fun, but now it's overand I know what I have to docaise I live the life of a roveradn I have to get over younow I stand here at the stationwhith you right by my sidebut I can't change the situationand the tears that you can't hide
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