And you keep calling

Im glad Its good for you about the money you lent me

Ill get it back to you

Im glad its good for you

I spent nights in those arms...crying

They're not your arms, and shes not you

As for me I get weak in the knees, sick to my stomach, and vomiting

And you keep calling

A star has fallen

To a level we can view with open eyes

Your silent strucken where your mouth was once wide open

Im glad its good for you

Ive spent nights in those arms...crying

They're not your arms, and shes not you

Im crossing bridges, looking forward, but falling back

With or without you Im still holding on

What seemed amazing, lost its glimmer, long before

You're not here

When I come home you're not around

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