Don't wanna hear your sad songs, I don't wanna feel your pain
When you swear it's all my fault cause you know we're
not the same
The friends who stuck together, we wrote our
names in blood
But I guess you can't accept that the change is good
It's good
You treat me just like another stranger
Well it's nice to meet you sir, I guess I'll go
I best be on my way out
You treat me just like another stranger
Well it's nice to meet you sir, I guess I'll go
I best be on my way out
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