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I got a past but I don't wanna talk about it I just came back to see right where it started now that I'm here I don't know where I am somehow thoughtfully scratching it out over my right eyebrow here is a tree where I used to get laid oh loving here is a tree and the branch I saw you hanging on sitting alone on a hill staring at your windowsill can you hearm e moan baby I am coming home home? I got a past but I don't wanna talk about it I just came back to see right where it started wasn't right when I left what I could not stand wasn't my fault but the guilt is on my hands how could you make me see what a waste oh loving refrain From Letras Mania