Lonesome Wyatt & Rachel Brooke - This Terrible Mess | Текст песни

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on't come around no more
Just stay away
It hurts too much to always
Have to say goodbye

I cannot write to you
And I cannot speak
All the tears I've wasted
Well, it's made me weak

As I am
You can't be
Don't ever follow me

This Quasimodo chokes for thee
He lashes with his tounge
The wisest thing for you right now
Would be to run

I'm tired of feeling sick each day
I'm tired of feeling blue
The cause of this whole terrible mess
I fear is you

As I am
You can't be
Don't ever follow me

So hand me down my walking cane
My scalpel, if you please
I'm going to go find a place
Where nothing's as it seems

Where no one ever looks at me
And no one ever tries
To hang their hopes upon me
With their soft, warm sighs

As I am
You can't be
Don't ever follow me

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