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I Couldn't compose to count in the good times, on one hand
But on the other hand just some tired, and i understand

Everything you did for me
I swear it was more that i could believe
Some of my things we're left unsaid
It's best to quit with you ahead

we did wanna let you go
and all good things comes to an end
we hope you'll know
that we had to, and we'll miss you

I Could't compose to count in the hard times, on both hands
and we'd try to hold it together, as we breaking down

Everything i did for you, i swear it couldn't both. it's true
To many things we'd made, unsaid
it's best to quit when you're ahead

we did wanna let you go
and all good things comes to an end
we hope you'll know
that we had to, and we'll miss you we did wanna let you go
and all good things comes to an end
we hope you'll know
that we had to, and we'll miss you

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