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Bittersweet, is the taste, of your mind Oh, these days Want a piece, of the thought There on your face Hold on tight or baby cut me loose All this back and forth has killed my youth Promise me that our days will run smooth Until we crumble We could be something new 'Cause all I need is you No more goodbyes We'll start on something new I know you want it too No more goodbyes No more goodbyes Peachy dreams, was the first, thing we lost Oh, these days Lights burn low, you should know How it feels Hold on tight or baby cut me loose All this back and forth has killed my youth Promise me that our days will run smooth Until we crumble We could be something new 'Cause all I need is you No more goodbyes We'll start on something new I know you want it too No more goodbyes No more goodby-y-y-y-yes No more goodby-y-y-y-yes No more goodby-y-y-y-yes No more goodbyes No more goodbyes Hold on tight or baby cut me loose All this back and forth has killed my youth Promise me that our love will run smooth We could be something new 'Cause all I need is you No more goodbyes We'll start on something new I know you want it too No more goodbyes No more goodby-y-y-y-yes No more goodby-y-y-y-yes No more goodby-y-y-y-yes No more goodbyes No more goodbyes
Writer(s): Myra Granberg Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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