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Author: PeaceChild
Fiction Rated: K - English - Romance/Angst - Reviews: 2 - Published: 05-19-08 - Updated: 05-19-08 - Complete - id:2519889

There's probably been a million songs like this one
Somebody sittin' 'round late at night
Wond'rin' what's wrong and right
Never find an answer in a billion years
She knows that she's about to cry a trillion tears

Well, there's probably been a million hearts like this one
It breaks before it can ever breath
Wond'rin' what to believe
Never find an answer to appease her fears
She knows that she's about to cry a trillion tears

If I said I was lonely, would you cross a million oceans
If I said that I loved you, would you lock it all away
Such a sorry excuse for a showtime of emotions
Best to just let this one die, it's such a tired cliché

She would never suggest that is was fate or God-sent
It hasn't been but a month or three
Succumb to insanity
Wishin' he was crazy enough to care
That if it took a year or three he would still be there

And she'll feel stupid for writing this song in due time
Sittin' 'round one AM
Thinkin' 'bout this again
Put it all away inside a memory
She knows that he'll forget her eventually

If I said I was lonely, would you cross a million oceans
If I said that I loved you, would you lock it all away
Such a sorry excuse for a showtime of emotions
Best to just let this one die, it's such a tired cliché

She knows that when she falls asleep, she'll dream of him again
Can't even think to mutter out loud how she really feels
Just like a stalker in the middle of the night
Her mind it disobeys and tells her pretty lies

Go away, now -- far away now
Tell the truth or else set me free

If I said I was lonely, would you cross a million oceans
If I said that I loved you, would you lock it all away
Such a sorry excuse for a showtime of emotions
Best to just let this one die, it's such a tired cliché



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