When we're on our own
Do you telephone your mother to let her know
Just where you are?
And I always get the blame and it's such a shame
That I still carry the scars
All the things we used to do
All the things we used to do
Why do we do all these things
All the silly things lovers do
Nothing I could give
That I haven't given you so much
So many times
And I never write to you
When I'm away I should find the time
Forgive me
Don't hurt me
Don't hate me
I should know better than this
And why do we do all these things
All the silly things lovers do
The silly things lovers do
The silly things lovers do

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