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I left you on a Thursday

with a tip for the barman

and the end of our song.

Guess i’ll spend the weekend alone.

 

It’s a hell of time with or

without you.

But you know it won’t take me long.

 

I saw you again on a Sunday

buying yourself some Ramen

cause you didn’t know how to get along.

Suppose the guilt got to me like a stone.

 

It’s a hell of time with or

without you.

But you know it won’t take me long.

 

You begged me on a Monday

remarking on the lines of my tan

and the way I done you wrong,

so I promised you I’d grown.

 

It’s a hell of time with or

without you.

But you know it won’t take me long.

 

We were off again by Wednesday

cause of your dumb plan

to prove me wrong

and that’s when I knew you’d never atone.

 

It’s a hell of time with or

without you.

But you know it won’t take me long.

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