A chance to have her back
What if you can fix it? To fix a betrayal is sewing a ripped shirt The part that bleeds might be close But it can never erase the pain that it cause What if we can be the way we used to be? Nothing's ever gonna be the way it used to be It was perfect at first but I was too blind to see Now I know I'm below your knee What if she's yours once again? She's never gonna be mine I broke her before and I sin To ask of her, shoves me out of line
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