4, 3, 2, 1
Lisa Angelle


You keep throwing paper roses
At my feet
I'll be sure and take 'em with me
When I leave
There's no doubt
I'm out of here tomorrow
If you ain't never
Gonna change
Four days from a bad lie is
Three days of a good cry is
Two days of
Goodbye and
One day I'm gone

Baby I ain't never seen a light
Brighter than the one that you turned on last night
I've been drowning in these tears but now I'm wading
And goodbye sounds like solid ground
Remeber when my love was what you counted on
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