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Aug 2014
Don’t expect a journey
But you can come along for the ride
I’ve left a trail of wreckage
That’s miles wide
And I’ll never let you inside
My heart’s been always broken
And I pretend and I lie
I’ll smile
While I rip your heart in two
It’s all I know how to do
Because mine was ripped apart long ago
Before I knew what love was
And the pain is now numb
I feel nothing for no one
Don’t expect a journey
But it’s fun on the ride
And this train’s running out of time
The next crash might be the one
When it all comes undone
You might be the one
Yea you might be the one
Heather Valvano
Written by
Heather Valvano  Laceyville PA
(Laceyville PA)   
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