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She called me on the phone Told me to come on over I hadn't spoken to her in six months Got in my beat up '71 And drove it up Mountain Street I cruised the hills around my house Something I used to do to relax And to give me time to think But this time it didn't work Got to her house five minutes late But I knew this wasn't a date What the hell happened? I hadn't noticed you were alone again I hadn't noticed you could be my friend Again She said that she was sorry For what she'd done She hadn't meant to hurt But she re-opened the wound That took me six months to heal And now I hurt again Please don't bleed for me I think I've bled enough for myself Don't you think? From Letras Mania