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(Ronnie Lane)
Well, well, hello and how are you? Fancy seeing you here. Don't let it show. No look, no one must know Why! They're playing ";Tracks Of My Tears"; Just pretend its all over, Like you have for so long. I thought time was a healer, But i guess I was wrong. I am to blame But we were so young. Oh, how was I to know?
But you said you still want me, You opened up an old wound Then you left me here bleeding. And my minds black and blue. Now you got yours, and I got mine. And theres no debts or dues Oh, what can we do?
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