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Cold Spring Cleaning
I guess it wasn't worth that much
only a whispered sweet nothing
fading into thin air
just another broken promise or two
wouldn't make it worse
you never swept me off my feet
but you swept what was left of my faith
in you
off the floor
before walking all over it
don't forget your lies, dear.
only a whispered sweet nothing
fading into thin air
just another broken promise or two
wouldn't make it worse
you never swept me off my feet
but you swept what was left of my faith
in you
off the floor
before walking all over it
don't forget your lies, dear.
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