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Author: ohthevoices
Fiction Rated: T - English - Romance/Angst - Reviews: 7 - Published: 02-01-08 - Updated: 03-01-08 - Complete - id:2470455

Picture Perfect

There was a time
You couldn't take your eyes off me
And now you can't be bothered
To give me the time of day

I'm sorry, I'm sorry,
I can't let things go on this way
So I'm cutting loose, I'm cutting loose,
Trying to rid myself of your memory

Chorus:
We used to be so picture perfect
I gave up everything
'Cause I thought it was worth it
But that was before you took the knife
And twisted it into my back
We used to be so picture perfect

Time has a funny way
Of sharpening your sight -
Instead of sitting in the corner crying
I'm busy trying to forget

You're sorry, you're sorry,
Now that I'm sharpening the stake
And I'm letting go, I'm letting go
Of your memory

Chorus

I wouldn't have even bothered
If I'd known then what I know now
But you know what they say
That hindsight's 20/20

Chorus



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