Living like we never met you
And it'll feel wrong at first
But I think i can forget you.
I really forgot.
Well, how was i to know
that what we carved in stone
would be so, temporary.
Nothing is forever
Well, how was i to know
that my first crack at love
would not be the last
it won't be the last
Just one more
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