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The flowers are wrinkled and she, She still don't understand… The measures a man can go, Oh, bless her soul. * The tears are no longer falling But what happens when the rivers dries? It leaves you dying inside But it's not her fault, but she can't go on Thinking there's something she could have done, That she could have done And the song is slowly dying, but you went so fast Why were we, why were we so unkind? And now there's no words to say that will ever change The way you took your life... with the slip of a finger. And he looks in the mirror and he, he's filled with hate The enemy so many times escaped But it's not his fault but he No he can't go on thinking Things could have been different if he'd have held his tongue And the song is slowly dying but you went so fast Why were we, why were we so unkind? And now there's no words to say that will ever change the way you went The way you left this world And the song is slowly dying but you went so fast, Why were we so unkind? And now there's no words to say that will ever change The way you took your life… with the slip of a finger. |