أول 14 سطر.
We agreed that it was over
Now the lines have all been drawn
The vows we made begin to fade but now they're gone
Put your pictures in a shoe box
And my gold ring in the drawer
I'm not supposed to love you anymore
Now Sherry says she's jealous
Of this freedom that I found
She would be; she would be out of the town
And she says she can't imagine
What on earth I'm waiting for
I'm not supposed to love you anymore
Oh I shouldn't care and wonder where and how you are
But I can hide this hurt inside my broken heart
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