And we’re still told, glice are sparked by discovery
You’re paper heart didn’t miss a thing
I’ll raise my glass, I’m high as I’m thinking
Little did I know that was not enough
As I’m dreamin’
Am I dreamin’ of
That’s not what I wanted
You have what I wanted so
You’re no good for my soul
You’re no good for my soul
Now what you did was so cold
You’re no good for my soul
You’re no good for my soul
You’re no good for my soul
We don’t talk, struck by lost what’s the difference now
We raised our hands in a different light
So we let it go, tried out stifed conversation
But our hands go to another world
As I’m dreamin’
Am I dreamin’ of
That’s not what I wanted
You have what I wanted so
You’re no good for my soul
You’re no good for my soul
Now what you did was so cold
You’re no good for my soul
You’re no good for my soul
You’re no good for my soul
You’re no good for my soul
You’re no good for my soul
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