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Texty: Christina Perri. Sad Song.

Today I'm Gonna write a sad song,
I'm gonna make it really long
so that everyone can see,
that I'm very unhappy.

I wish I wasn't always wrong
I wish it wasn't always my fault
but the finger which pointed
has knocked me on my knees
so I guess whats only left is

I'm sorry its not like me,
its maturity that I'm lacking
so don't, don't let me go
just let me know, that to grow up
and go slow.

I wonder what my mom and dad would say,
if I told them that I cry each day.
but its hard enough to live so far away.

I wish I wasn't always alone
I wish it wasn't always so cold
When the party is over,
how will I get home?
and all you need to know is

I'm sorry its not like me,
its maturity that I'm lacking
so don't, don't let me go
just let me know, that to grow up
and go slow.

All the rules were bent to bend
and you swore you were my friend
now I have to start all over again

But I'm so sorry, it's not like me
It's maturity that I'm lacking
So don't, don't let me go
Oh let me know that to grow up and go slow