Put me out of my misery,
don't think I can take much more.
Was like a knife through my heart, babe,
when you shut that door.
And I can't stop thinking bout,
how much better this should have gone,
but you shut me out,
before the dawn.
And I usually think,
Love's something worth fighting for,
But baby it just killed me,
When you shut that door.
Apr 30, 2011
Apr 30, 2011 at 5:42 PM UTC
Put me out of my misery,
don't think I can take much more.
Was like a knife through my heart, babe,
when you shut that door.
And I can't stop thinking bout,
how much better this should have gone,
but you shut me out,
before the dawn.
And I usually think,
Love's something worth fighting for,
But baby it just killed me,
When you shut that door.
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