What would you do if you were me?
How many times is a second chance?
Impatience wears thin so easily.
Can I count all those times with my two hands? I know you're sorry, but I don't know if that means more than just goodbye. Tell me the same old story.
Faking a smile, truth can't hide behind your eyes.
I count all the days until you pack.
Yet all of those times, I will relive.
I count all the times that you come back.
You know that I'm willing to forgive. I know you're sorry, but I don't know if that means more than just goodbye.
Tell me the same old story.
Faking a smile, truth can't hide behind your eyes.
I'm sick and tired of being sick of you. I hate to see you cry.
You're running out of time. I hate to see you cry.
I know you're sorry, but I don't know if that means more than just goodbye.
Faking a smile, truth can't hide behind your eyes. Tell me the same old story.
I know you're sorry, but I don't know if that means more than just goodbye.
Tell me the same old story.
Faking a smile, truth can't hide behind your eyes.
The truth can't hide behind your eyes.
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