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Secondhand Serenade Lyrics

7. I Hate This Song

Sleep with your tongue tied,
I know that you're tired
But I just want to know,
Where you want to go,
I may be sad but I'm not weak,
This situation is bleak,
And your puffy eyes never lie,
Your tears come from inside.

Until Sunday I'll be waiting for an answer
And I guess that yesterday's not good enough for you,
You know that I hate this song,
You know that I hate this song
Because it was written for you

Drown your fears with me
I'm feeling real sorry
Your glossy eyes don't need
The sadness they have seen
But you're way too deep to swim
Back up again
But somehow I can't find
The moment you said goodbye


This is becoming 
a problem 
I'm hurting 
it's unfair

But somehow your words,
The way that I heard are haunting me,
You're under my skin
You're breaking in
(You're breaking in)
And the tasteless fights that filled our nights
Are starting to cave in,
You're under my skin
You're breaking in
(You're breaking in)
And if Sunday's what it takes to prove
I have nothing else to lose


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