I should have seen it coming when roses diedShould have seen the end of summer in your eyesI should have listened when you said good nightYou really meant good byeBaby, aint it funny, how you never ever learn to fallYoure really on your knees, when you think youre standing tallBut only fools are know-it-alls and I played that fool for youI cried and I criedThere were nights that I died for you
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