You used to bring me flowers You used to hold my hand You used to take me to the beach Sunset walk in the sand
You used to pick me up at eight You used to smile at me You used to pay for everything You used-to-smile-at-me
So show me your smile, one last time It'll be the last look you give me I can no longer call you mine But I don't want your pity
I don't want to move on anymore I don't want to reach I don't want to even care About that stupid sunset beach
I don't want to try to save us I don't want to cry I don't want to see you here I don't want to hear your lies
So show me your smile, one last time It'll be the last look you give me I can no longer call you mine But I don't want your pity
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