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I can understand that it can't be
Guess it's hard as you were meant for me
But I can't hide my own despair
I guess I never will

Oh
So do what you gotta do
Don't misunderstand me
You know you don't ever have to worry 'bout me
I'd do it again

So tired of life
No fairy tale
So hold your fire
'Cause I need you

Oh
Just do what you gotta do
And don't misunderstand me
You know you don't ever have to worry 'bout me
I'd do it again
Do what you gotta do
Don't misunderstand me
You keep going over every word that we've said
But you don't have to worry about me