Go ask Alice; I think she'll know.
Thursday, 3 May 2012
Everybody's talking but they don't say a thing they look at me with sad eyes but I don't want their sympathy it's cool you didn't want me sometimes you can't go back but why'd you have to go and make a mess like that
neville grew up oo
Lyrics: low / kelly clarkson
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