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Lord, how it comes is how it goesYou don't need to chase my ghost anymoreGhost in those cuts I used to seeAre the cuts that you would see in meSo how it comes is how it goesKinda seems a cruel jokeWe don't need to be our fools no moreI saved you and you saved meYou need it to leaveAnd I can't blame you for anythingGirls, some girls are talkin' madAbout things and lives and love they never hadYou, you should run freeAnd be the one you were always gonna beSo how it comes is how it goesKinda seems a cruel jokeWe don't need to be our fools no moreI saved you and you saved meYou need it to leaveBut lets make this the last long we will singYeah I guess this is the last one we will sing From Letras Mania