viernes, 27 de abril de 2012

Somebody That I Used To Know

".. You can get addicted to a certain kind of sadness, like resignation to the end, always the end.
So, when we found that we could not make sense..well, you said that we would still be friends, but I'll admit that I was glad that it was over. But you didn't have to cut me off, make out like it never happened, and that we were nothing and I don't even need your love, but you treat me like a stranger and that feels so rough. No, you didn't have to stoop so low, have your friends collect your records and then change your number.
I guess that I don't need, that though now you're just somebody that I used to know".

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