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I'd give you my heart,
And let you just hold it.
I'd give you my soul,
But I already sold it.

On the day, that day
I walked away in December
I will always remember
I'll regret it forever.

I remember brown eyes,
So sad and blue skies.
Turned to darkness and night.
I'm so sick of the fight.

I won't breathe unless you breathe,
Won't bleed unless you bleed.
Won't be unless you be,
‘Til I'm gone and I can sleep.