I know myself too wellthis isn't the end
I'll be running back to you
going back around the bend
all my doubts will fade
with all your charming words
then you'll take away my heart
shatter it into thirds
this winter will be colder
and worse than all the rest
I will be making one last plea
and one final request
push me away from your heart
send me over with one shove
maybe then I'll learn my lesson
I might just fall out of love.
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