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My highs are highMy lows are lowAnd I don't know which way to goEverytime you leave this house, everything falls apartI can't get myself off the couchI don't wanna talk to anyone elseAnd I don't know which way to goEverytime you leave this house, everything falls apartI lost my jobI miss my momI wish my cat could talkEverytime you leave this house, everything falls apartWell, I don't love you, and I don't hate youI don't know how I feelWell, I don't love you, but I don't hate youI don't know how I feelI don't know how I feelI don't know how I feelAnd nothing makes me happyNot even tv or a bunch of weedEverytime you leave this house, everything falls apartLetras de cancionesAnd everytime you go away, I feel like I could cryBut I would never really cry because you're the worse at goodbyesyou're the worse at goodbyesyou're the worse at goodbyesgoodbyes, at goodbyesgoodbyes, at goodbyesgoodbyes, at goodbyes From Letras Mania