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I don't really care to watch you go Go out and play your rock n roll I don't really care to watch you leave It was never that great with you next to me I think I might die I feel the onset of this heart attack While my hands are tied behind my back I think I might die In the backseat of this broke down car Held tightly between your arms I don't really care to watch you go Go out and play your rock n roll (I don't really care that you feel this low Go out, become a distant ghost) I don't really care to watch you leave It was never that great with you next to me (I don't really care what you meant to me The past is only history) I think I might die I feel the onset of this heart attack While my hands are tied behind my back I think I might die In the backseat of this broke down car Held tightly between your arms Aus Songtexte Mania