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you didn't have to say that I'm no good 'cause I know there's no point pointing pistols at me now, I'll just go I never should have asked you to be kind, but I'm slow I'm sorry, but how can I get to you stuck in my fifty-pound lead boots stuck in my deep sea diving suit? I never thought you'd turn on me 'cause you're my best friend you say I never offered you a thing in the end and now you wouldn't trust me with a grain of sand From Letras Mania