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Texty: Plain White T's. Other. Anything.


I see your face in the frame on my desk
Meant a lot now it means a lot less
It's just a place for the dust in my room to rest
I see the letters that were written for me
They said you cared and I totally believed
They didn't mention that 5 months later you'd leave.

You could've told me anything
You could've told me anything
You could've told me anything
To make me understand
Cuz I don't understand

I see the bracelet you gave me back then
Made it for me so I'd never forget
It must have worked cuz I haven't forgotten you yet
I see the bed where we used to mess around
We'd talk for hours before you'd go down
That was before you decided not to keep me around.

You could've told me anything
You could've told me anything
You could've told me anything
To make me understand

You could've told me anything
You could've told me anything
You could've told me anything
To make me understand
Cuz I don't understand

You could've told me why you had to go
I try to tell myself "Just let it go"
But I see your face
It's everywhere I go

You could've told me anything
You could've told me anything
You could've told me anything
To make me understand

You could've told me anything
You could've told me anything
You could've told me anything
To make me understand
Cuz I don't understand
No I don't understand