I watched you cry, bathe in sunlight by the bathroom door You said you wish you did not love me anymore You left your flowers in the backseat of my car The things we said may have left permanent scars Obsessed, depressed at the same time I can't even walk in a straight line I'm a light in the dark, no sunshine No sunshine, no sunshine She cries, "This is more than goodbye When I look into
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