Take my hand I lost where I begun
I never punished you for love my friend.
Will you help me understand?
When will I see you think again
When your gone
You come along and act like you are blessed
But you don't see the smudge on your Sunday dress.
Will you help me understand?
When will I see you think again
When your gone
Call me
When your gone
Call me
...
Will you help me understand?
When will I see you think again
When your gone
Will you help me understand?
When will I see you think again
When your gone
Call me
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