goodbye, now
who's the girl of the season?
she accepts every reason
you give her for every breakup
kiss and make up
it's over it's done
it was good now it's gone
it's over, it's over
no more four leaf clovers
it's over this time for me
we dangle precariously off of the
edge of the world.
don't you see?
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