Keep your voice down, make sure I won't hear a thing.
I'd hate to untangle the webs you've been spinning.
And your face -- it depicts you so beautifully.
Inside you're so ugly. Too bad you're so...

You did this to yourself.

The talk of the town?
Me and my convenient friend.
No more purpose to serve,
No more shoulder to lend to a person who's lost on all honesty.
And honestly... I'm sure that you love this attention.

The snow is through falling and all that I'm wondering,
Is where will you go the next time he runs away?
I'm everything you wish that he was... except for him.

Saying goodbye was always so easy for you.
Wasn't it? Wasn't it?
And all the rings and pretty things,
They couldn't keep you happy.
They couldn't keep you with me.
What was I thinking...?

The snow is through falling and all that I'm wondering,
Is where will you go the next time he runs away?
I'm everything you wish that he was... except for him.


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The Fighting Irish song meanings
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