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There's gotta be a million ways to do this And I know mine's not the best But I rather fuck up a million times Than listening to your advice And I'm sure you think I'm a hopeless case But the truth is you're using up my breathing space I won't cry (I won't cry for you) No I won't cry (I won't cry for you) You said you're sick of putting out My half burning cigarette butts I find it hard to finish what I started Find it hard to trust And I'm sure you think I'm a hopeless case But the truth is you're using up my breathing space I won't cry (I won't cry for you) No I won't cry (I won't cry for you) SongtexteI'm trying hard to concetrate But my phone won't stop ringing It's the sound of your voice saying I'd be better off not trying Another lost night tryin' to figure out Exactly what you meant Another lost night tryin' to figure out Why I'm still here I'm trying hard to concetrate But my phone won't stop ringing It's the sound of your voice saying I'd be better off not trying And I'm sure you think I'm a hopeless case But the truth is you're using up my breathing space I won't cry (I won't cry for you) No I won't cry (I won't cry for you) There's gotta be a million ways to do this And I know mine's not the best There's gotta be a million ways to do this Aus Songtexte Mania