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From where you first waived at me I couldn't see my recent memory I had a one track mind for you And i feel like all you do is spit at me Travelled knowhere far but still I hold a heart so fragile Haven't spoke in a while It reached the top of the problem pile There's a little number on the serviette Some claim its poetry for the already dead Ive tried my darling, but this is too much Call my bluff, Call my bluff Letras de cancionesEveryone is guilty, all played no part This feeling you feel tears me apart Sent out of the room for a little breather The last I heard he wanted to leave ya From Letras Mania