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Diary of a Blood Ray - March 10th, 2005

About March 10th, 2005

Nothing to Prove 12:39 am
(this one is all mine)

Got ten bucks in my pocket and a brand new pack of smokes
You bring your pretty face, I'll bring my stupid jokes
And if tomorrow comes and we don't meet again
At least we've had the chance to learn to live again

This time, there's nothing to worry about
This time, there's nothing to prove
This time is that last time we'll ever have
This time it's the end of me and you

I won't say that I love you if you don't say you don't
It's not that I can't forget you, it's just that I won't
Don't think about the past, or worry if it's right
Why don't we lock the door and stay right here tonight?

This time, there's nothing to worry about
This time, there's nothing to prove
This time is that last time we'll ever have
This time it's the end of me and you

Tonight I'm not the man who made you run away
I'm just the one to help you make it through your day
And when tomorrow comes and you go back to him
At least we had this chance to learn to love again

This time, there's nothing to worry about
This time, there's nothing to prove
This time is that last time we'll ever have
This time it's the end of me and you

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