Baby I’m sorry now
But it seems we’ve broken our oath
It’s all time and space
And you’ve taken a bit of them both
Lovers they come and they go
With each we give a piece of our soul
The odds and end of a bad union
Will always take its toll
Amy’s been slurring aloud
At the start it’s all cake and cheers
And in the end when it all comes down
It’s all four letter words and tears
Lovers they come and they go...
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