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Tekster: Statepark. Acoustic. Swing And Amiss.


The day of reckoning has come
The nights of honesty are gone
Hearts abandoned, people crying

Just when you've got them on their knees
They want to be friends they say please,
yea I miss you, but I cant kiss you,
In the center of a break up

The lovers raise their fists and swing cause their afraid,
Till they both fall face down and pray that its not hate

You've given in over the phone
Now count the days till your alone
You want love back
You can't have it

Your mind is weak and skeptical
It makes your live impossible
You cant trust them
Like you used to

The lovers raise their fists and swing cause their afraid,
Till they both fall face down and pray that its not hate
Throw in the towel, dont wait act now
If they dont want you back, dont wonder how
Just save yourself with someone else,
with someone else, with someone else there are better ones for you

So this is this and that is that
Real life is not a photograph
But you looked so glad
What happened to that

Lets stop playing this game, lets stop playing this game called love (2x)

The lovers raise their fists and swing cause their afraid,
Till they both fall face down and pray that its not hate
Statepark