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I'm walking down my old street Looking for somewhere to eat I saw the place we'd meet When we were young and free I wonder where we could be If we could still be “we” But that's all a dream 'Cause we fell too deep Yeah, it's too little too late F**k about what you say F**king up a Tuesday It's my life, it's not your show But sometimes I need to let go You think you're right, but we all know That your pride won't let you be wrong 'Cause you always come around with that face so pretty And I hold my tongue when you say some witty Will you ever be kind? That's the age-old riddle No one knows Okay, f**k everything the internet be saying I don't live by the code that someone else created Yeah, I went up the lonely road It was cold, but I had to go I had to make my own way Now everything feel great I wish we had our day But now it's all too late Yeah, it's too little too late F**k about what you say F**king up a Tuesday I don't care what the news say Baby, it's a new day Pouring up the D’usse It's my life, it's not your show But sometimes I need to let go You think you're right, but we all know That your pride won't let you be wrong 'Cause you always come around with that face so pretty And I hold my tongue when you say some witty Will you ever be kind? That's the age-old riddle No one knows 'Cause you always come around with that face so pretty And I hold my tongue when you say some witty Will you ever be kind? That’s the age-old riddle No one knows
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