The day you told me goodbye
You couldn’t even come to me
Could you not bear to see me cry?
Or to watch the end of “we?”
You sent me all your sentiments
Wrapped up in a white paper lie
Well, love may never pay the rents
But it might have saved you and I
Love for me to see my sins
Love for you to forgive me
Now without love, neither wins
Now what was will never be
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