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♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪ Am I out of touch? Am I out of my place? When I keep saying that I'm looking for an empty space. Oh, I'm wishing you're here, but I'm wishing you're gone. I can't have you and I'm only gonna do you wrong. Oh, I'm gonna mess this up. Oh, this is just my luck over and over and over again. I'm sorry for everything. Oh, everything I've done. From the second that I was born, it seems I had a loaded gun. Then I shot, shot, shot a hole through everything I've loved. Oh, I shot, shot, shot a hole through every single thing that I loved. ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪
