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Give me a year and a day To try and find the words to say You were my worst enemy You bring the worst out in me Is this the way its supposed to be A bloody death, a memory? I still love you. You took my hand and said "believe" You couldn't care to say the least I still love you. I have half a mind to Leave you on your bedroom floor I have half a mind to Leave you on your bedroom floor Is this the way its suppose to be? A bloody death, a memory? You took my hand and said "believe" You couldn't care to say the least (Thanks to Adrian for these lyrics) From Letras Mania