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She called me on the phone
Told me to come on over
I hadn't spoken to her in six months
Got in my beat up '71
And drove it up Mountain Street
I cruised the hills around my house
Something I used to do to relax
And to give me time to think
But this time it didn't work
Got to her house five minutes late
But I knew this wasn't a date
What the hell happened?
I hadn't noticed you were alone again
I hadn't noticed you could be my friend
Again
She said that she was sorry
For what she'd done
She hadn't meant to hurt
But she re-opened the wound
That took me six months to heal
And now I hurt again
Please don't bleed for me
I think I've bled enough for myself
Don't you think?
Told me to come on over
I hadn't spoken to her in six months
Got in my beat up '71
And drove it up Mountain Street
I cruised the hills around my house
Something I used to do to relax
And to give me time to think
But this time it didn't work
Got to her house five minutes late
But I knew this wasn't a date
What the hell happened?
I hadn't noticed you were alone again
I hadn't noticed you could be my friend
Again
She said that she was sorry
For what she'd done
She hadn't meant to hurt
But she re-opened the wound
That took me six months to heal
And now I hurt again
Please don't bleed for me
I think I've bled enough for myself
Don't you think?
Lyrics submitted by sunnybunnygirl
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