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Paroles: My Former Self. Think This Through. This Heart-broken Tournament (Acoustic).


You aren?t losing me
Let?s look at it that way
Just think about everything
You?ll be kicking yourself someday

The last apology I will ever give to you:
It?s not even my fault
You were too good to be true

But again
I fall back in line
Into your spell, sucked in somehow

Such a disappointment
Such aggravation and confusion
This heart-broken tournament has left me abandoned

You?re both being stupid, and so am I
For letting this go on for so long
You?re both being stupid, and so am I
For letting this go on for so long

So I?m going to say ?forget you,
I am so much better off without you?
You think I lie and
All the odds are against me
I know what I need
I need to get away

So far away

You?re both being stupid, and so am I
For letting this go on for so long
You?re both being stupid, and so am I
For letting this go on for so long