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No Return
There's no point
in turning back now
It's over
We're through
You broke
All of those promises
You swore were good
I don't understand
Your kind of love
It isn't really love
At least not the kind
That I could ever trust
Why can't you
Just let things be?
in turning back now
It's over
We're through
You broke
All of those promises
You swore were good
I don't understand
Your kind of love
It isn't really love
At least not the kind
That I could ever trust
Why can't you
Just let things be?
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