These streets are lined with pavements
The same on which you came and went
I'm not the one to make a fuss
Will you miss me at all?
Will you wake up and feel my breath against your neck?
And when you stand alone in corners at discotheques
Hoping for someone
Would you settle for me or would you rather be alone?
Spent our last seconds in silence
You let go of my hand
While we waited for the elevator
To take you down and out and away
Took me three weeks to figure out what to say
You didn't even have the decency
To add no more after I don't want you
It could be anyone
Anyone but you
Strip Squad
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