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Texty: Can't Sing For Shit. Other. Little Blood Pt.1.


Did she leave for the shiest boy in the bay? I'm not to blame for the choices she made. But she left to find answers besides me. Can't help be sad that she won't find me. \"Kiss me before i start to cry\", but those were her words, not mine. And she'll print all those pictures she takes and sing about the heart that i break but do i want her to change this song? And should i ever, ever prove her wrong? \"Kiss me before i start to cry\", her words, not mine. Because up to now our choice was confirmed... How was i to know her letter was returned? It's not the insight that i lack, it's something else that just holds me back. She'll walk and ride and take trains for no reason. I've got my songs and my letters, but i'll keep them. \"Kiss me before i start to cry\", but those were her words, not mine

(Thanks to recipesfordisaster for these lyrics)
Can't Sing For Shit