Tekster: The Rembrandts. If Not For Misery.
I've done my best to help you understand
A part of me that wants to take your hand, and pull you close
To dry your tears, but after all these years
We need to let it go, it's not the love we used to know
Oh, listen can't you see
If not for misery, we'd have nothing left at all
So hard we try, to make it like before
Beyond these walls, there must be something more, more than this
Where love won't die, it's time to say goodbye
We need to let it go, it's not the love we used to know
Oh, listen can't you see
If not for misery, we'd have nothing left at all
Now it's a game of chutes and ladders
We only play to win, and nothing else much matters
Remember this to your own heart be true
And if you are, your heart will see you through
We need to let it go, it's not the love we used to know
Oh, listen can't you see
If not for misery, we'd have nothing left at all
We need to let it go, it's not the love we used to know
Oh, listen can't you see
If not for misery, we'd have nothing left at all
Oh why can't you see
If not for misery, we'd have nothing left at all
A part of me that wants to take your hand, and pull you close
To dry your tears, but after all these years
We need to let it go, it's not the love we used to know
Oh, listen can't you see
If not for misery, we'd have nothing left at all
So hard we try, to make it like before
Beyond these walls, there must be something more, more than this
Where love won't die, it's time to say goodbye
We need to let it go, it's not the love we used to know
Oh, listen can't you see
If not for misery, we'd have nothing left at all
Now it's a game of chutes and ladders
We only play to win, and nothing else much matters
Remember this to your own heart be true
And if you are, your heart will see you through
We need to let it go, it's not the love we used to know
Oh, listen can't you see
If not for misery, we'd have nothing left at all
We need to let it go, it's not the love we used to know
Oh, listen can't you see
If not for misery, we'd have nothing left at all
Oh why can't you see
If not for misery, we'd have nothing left at all
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