Abbott Hayes
Abbott Hayes - Josh's Terrible Headache songtekst
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I hope you hear the shot ring from my room Yeah this one goes out to you I'd loved to see the look on your face Evertime you think of me Even now if I'm not here Never to be seen or heard again I bet I'm some place better Now that I'm not with you This time it's hard to swallow I hope you know I thought of you It's to late to say your sorry There's nothing more that you can do Even now that I'm not here I don't want to be seen again I bet I'm someplace better I'll never be with you This time it's hard to swallow I hope you know I thought of you It's to late to say your sorry There's nothing more that you can do This time it's hard to swallow I hope you know I thought of you It's to late to say your sorry There's nothing more that you can do I won't be back I fucked it up Fucked it up Fucked it up Fuck!