I've been down, this road before,
I don't think I'm comin' back this way for more,
It won't be long - And I'll be gone, out your door,
You can say, the words you will,
I'd be six feet under ground if looks could kill,
But you don't care, that I've been run, through the mill...
world
words
enough
misery
could
ground
alone
think
comes
maybe
never
about
around
before
chorus
learn
company
waiting
looks
loves
promise
shove
through
under
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