I move away it dont do me no good Three thousand miles dont help like I thought it would. Help me, Im beggin you please. Youve got the power down on my knees Give me some kind of life. Leave me be. Take these chains off Take em off of my heart Reach out to me, as if from the grave I tried to run but Im tied to you like a slave. Its my fault for loving you so You were so precious, how could I know. You turned mean overnight Poor poor me. I dont owe you anything Why dont you get out of my life. Through it all the memories cling And I cant sleep at night.
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