Tuesday, September 2, 2008

only pretty sure.

I'm only pretty sure that I can't take anymore.
Before you take a swing, I wonder - what are we fighting for?
When I say out loud I wanna get out of this
I wonder is there anything I'm gonna miss....
I wonder - How's it gonna be when you don't know me?
How's it gonna be when you're sure I'm not there
How's it gonna be when there's no one to talk to
between you and me - cause I don't care
how's it gonna be?

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