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I was coming back with the smoking gun
when you saw my hand, knew what I had done.
and you told me to, you told me to get out.

You were coming back. You had tried so hard.
Then I turned the key, but the door was barred.
And you told me to, you told me to stay out.

I’ve forgiven you, though it is not your fault
that I razed the town, and sowed it with salt.
And I hope you can, I hope you can grow back.

Now I love a girl with a different face,
and you’ve disappeared without a trace.
And I say goodbye, I say goodbye tonight.