Hell, I even think we have the same tattoos.
Mother hates it when I smile and she sees you coming through me,
Like the sun shines through thin glass.
It's not like you were really gone, gone, gone, gone,
But you were and I never felt love.
It's not like you were really gone, gone, gone, gone,
But you were and I never felt love.
My uncle gave me on the day that I turned 13,
A black box that said "Gillette," rusted and scratched,
And it was full of memories and memorabilia,
And a necklace with a saint I wore in class.
It's not like you were really gone, gone, gone, gone,
But you were and I never felt love.
It's not like you were really gone, gone, gone, gone,
But you were and I never felt love.
It's not like you were really gone, gone, gone, gone,
But you were and I never felt love.
It's not like you were really gone, gone, gone gone,
But you were and I never felt love.
And I was born in the same town as you, Hell, I even think we have the same tattoos. Mother hates it when I smile and she sees you coming through me, Like the sun shines through thin glass. It's not like you were really gone, gone, gone, gone, But you were and I never felt love. It's not like you were really gone, gone, gone, gone, But you were and I never felt love. My uncle gave me on the day that I turned 13, A black box that said "Gillette," rusted and scratched, And it was full of memories and memorabilia, And a necklace with a saint I wore in class. It's not like you were really gone, gone, gone, gone, But you were and I never felt love. It's not like you were really gone, gone, gone, gone, But you were and I never felt love. It's not like you were really gone, gone, gone, gone, But you were and I never felt love. It's not like you were really gone, gone, gone gone, But you were and I never felt love. Explain Request ×
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