Told you
Told you
Told you
I told you this would happen
When we started
I didn’t realise
We’d soon be parted
But that’s what happened
You made it seem
Your noose had been loosened
And now I’m with
Your best mate
So I think it’s time
We set things straight
Everyone is calling me a whore
But I’m crying on my bedroom floor
And your fin, you’ve moved on
Your feelings for me have all gone
I’m probably wrong
But during this song
If you think of me
Think of how it was supposed to be
Nothing is right
The people we are
The way we fight
Reminded of fairies
Things of ‘make-believe’
It’s kinda scary
Your heads messed up
And so is mine
I wish we could go back
To when everything was fine
Everyone is calling me a whore
But I’m crying on my bedroom floor
And your fin, you’ve moved on
Your feelings for me have all gone
I’m probably wrong
But during this song
If you think of me
Think of how it was supposed to be
I’m guessing now you understand
I wanted you to be ‘my man’
I needed you to hold my hand
But now you’ve gone
And I can’t find you
Everyone is calling me a whore
But I’m crying on my bedroom floor
And your fin, you’ve moved on
Your feelings for me have all gone
I’m probably wrong
But during this song
If you think of me
Think of how it was supposed to be
She hopes I’m wrong
But listening to this song
Makes you think of me
And everything that still could be
Are all the things that were supposed to be
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