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Flopera. 

kida welbe

triste 

AND YOU CALL ME UP AGAIN JUST TO BREAK ME LIKE A PROMISE SO CASUALLY CRUEL IN THE NAME OF BEING HONEST I'M A CRUMPLED UP PIECE OF PAPER LYING HERE
          'CAUSE I REMEMBER IT ALL, ALL, ALL

AND MAYBE WE GOT LOST IN TRANSLATION
          MAYBE I ASKED FOR TOO MUCH BUT MAYBE THIS THING WAS A MASTERPIECE 'TIL YOU TORE IT ALL UP RUNNING SCARED, I WAS THERE I REMEMBER IT ALL TOO WELL

YOU TOLD ME 'BOUT YOUR PAST THINKING YOUR FUTURE WAS ME

AND YOU'VE STILL GOT IT IN YOUR DRAWER EVEN NOW

AND I, LEFT MY SCARF THERE AT YOUR SISTER'S HOUSE

BUT SOMETHING ABOUT IT FELT LIKE HOME SOMEHOW

I WALKED THROUGH THE DOOR WITH YOU
          THE AIR WAS COLD