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Thirty little crosses in a brand new biro You don't know what that means to me anymore, all this talk about good behaviour But they don't know that its you and me against the world, here waiting for the sun to disappear behind those trees Be careful with me Please Be careful with me Dirty little pictures from his worn out penthouse I'd put your photo up but I don't want to start another war I kept the letters that you sent me so that when I get let out we'll finally meet and it's you and me against the world, here waiting for the sun to disappear behind those trees This is a warning... From Letras Mania