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awkward silence fills your ears in between the things you needed to hear everyday filled with small tragedies and one of them is the story of you and me don't hold back what you have to say to me I'll just assume so that you just want to leave Friday nights at maple field, how did you feel? This would be the time to let me know So this is how you're going to let it end Weeks of end You won't talk to me So well end with nothing special or sweet You were so sweet to me Even I know I'm better than this Better than this And so are you Why can't you see past the point of you You're always judging what I do The thing is, it's always for you Aus Songtexte Mania