Nothing
A turning tide
Lovers at a great divide
Why’d you lie
When I know that you hurt inside?
Nothing has been right since last night. Nothing’s turned out right. Nothing’s felt right. Nothing.

A turning tide
Lovers at a great divide
Why’d you lie
When I know that you hurt inside?
Nothing has been right since last night. Nothing’s turned out right. Nothing’s felt right. Nothing.
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