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Put down the coffee cup and throw the guitar up
And I play for a while, well I guess I haven't played for a while.
Still have a letter to send you and a broken heart to mend
I was played [?] now I guess I'll just keep waiting it out.
Cause once you're gone then you're really gone!

And it burns in a worst kind of away
So I'll just write a song
And hope you'll hear it someday!

But what I do with all your stuff?
You know I guess it don't mean much
And I'm wasting my time,
Figuring what's yours and what's mine!
And of all the things you left
My heart's the one I'd wish you'd catch
You know everything's fine,
Then again not everything's fine!
Cause once you're gone then you're really gone!

And it burns in a worst kind of away
So I'll just write a song
And hope you'll hear it someday!
Cause once you're gone then you're really gone
And it burns in a worst kind of away
So I'll just sing a song
And hope you'll hear it someday, someday, someday!

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