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should i stay or should i go
leave the baby to itself or watch it grow up to hate me like some desolate child
death is not the answer but might be someday just don't do it to me please don't do it to me i'm begging you
you hurt me inside
took all goodness out and filled it in with damages and half hearted hello's and sudden unwanted goodbye's
all i ask is for you to say the words and mean them but you don't won't say them at all