Remember
Remember, the day we both locked eyes?
And you said that you'd always love me.
Yeah, I was "21" but now I'm sitting here
and you got me wondering where did we
go wrong? Go wrong, go wrong, go wrong.
I just can't seem to get you out of my
mind. Sometimes, I just wonder if what
we had was all a joke to you, or was I too
much for you to handle?
So, I'II drink this wine like It's medicine
for the mind. And hope that you don't
come up missing or dead.
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