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The season's gonna change before we know it and you say that your feelings might change too and I don't want to hear o that nonsense ringing in my ears and I'm not gonna cry because of you I like it when you tell me what you're thinking I love the way you kiss when you've been drinking I love the way we wrestle on the floor to stand up bruised but I hate the way I wake up feeling used and my broken tongue and sad lips have nothing left to say my tattered heart and torn parts are only in your way I'd rather not feel pain than be your lover I'd rather be your lover than your friend I'd rather wrap these arms around your cold heart than have nothing I'd rather be dead blind than see the end and my broken tongue and said lips have nothing left to say my tattered heart and torn parts will make you go away From Letras Mania