En liten truddelutt.
Sittin' around here, with nothing to do.
Sharing my memories with a photo of you. Maby this is the best, you treated me like trash. But it's comming back, back to you.
You only lefted scars, and now you say you want me back.
And I'm looking at the stars, and I'm gonna get over it.
You don't have to choose, I'm already done, you can do what you want, cause I'm done with this.
Tearing me apart, who do you think you are?
You were my number one, now you're just someone.
~Sofia Welenstrand och Elin Engström
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