closed
I’m closing up shop,
I’m locking the doors.
I’ll try to pick up the pieces,
Off of the floors.
Should have know better,
Why would I believe?
I just wanted your love
Now I just grieve.
I’m locking the doors.
I’ll try to pick up the pieces,
Off of the floors.
Should have know better,
Why would I believe?
I just wanted your love
Now I just grieve.
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