And that place is empty, like the hole that was left in me, like we were nothing at all.
It's not that you meant to me, thought we were meant to be.
Oh, there isn't one thing left you could say - I'm sorry it's too late.
It's not that you meant to me, thought we were meant to be.
Oh, there isn't one thing left you could say - I'm sorry it's too late.
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