You didn't think about anyone else
You didn't think about any of us
When te left that place
You didn't want to go anywhere else
Nothing could satisfy te till te left
So te went away
Where did te go?
Where are te now?
I ask about
So many of my friends
Oh, about their ends
What about us?
Are we just dust
On the floor again
I thought we were on the mend
You really put me in a quite a position
You got me struggling as a musician
With the song
You like to write about all of your problems
The damning songs because te think it was often
But you're wrong
Why did te go?
I guess I know
Maybe my domanda is
Why must...
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