Nothing To Prove
Goldfinger
Fly off the handle once again and now it's too late I hear the door slam shut you've gone and now it's so late I can still feel the sting your hand across my face Again the last thing that i wanted was to hurt you (chorus) Still i'm sitting alone again I feel i'm riding the same thing again And if i want to i can just shut up Now i know that i've got Nothing to prove to you Nothing to prove to you Nothing to prove to you Nothing to prove to you And still i'm fighting 'cuz there's Something to prove to I hear your car drive in the lot it's 3 this morning I don't know how to feel or what to say or should i ask Where have you been what could i do you're drunk i'm sorry Then we lay down i feel so numb i wish you'd kill me Fly off the handle once again and now it's too late I hear the door slam shut you've gone and now it's so late I can still feel the sting your hand across my face Again the last thing that i wanted was to hurt you Chorusexpressing gratitude favorite songs my favorite songs
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