I want to talk about you and me.
About the things we used to be and I know it's been a long time.
Wanna tell you about the things I see, the impression they make on me but you know
you've seen it all before.
And I know I'm fine without you now, and I know I'm free without you now.
All the time you spent with me, the extent of my misery, just why did I let you stick
around?
Did you feel that spark anymore or were you just as bored?
It makes no difference now.
And I know I'm fine without you now, and I know I'm free without you now.
I'm fine.
I'm free.
Why did I?
You have seen.
And I'm fine without you now.

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