Текст песни You Not Me - Mayday Parade
                                                Behold 
                                                the 
                                                ghost 
                                                of 
                                                winter's 
                                                past
 
                                    
                                
                                                Sunday 
                                                mornings 
                                                never 
                                                last, 
                                                they 
                                                just 
                                                float 
                                                away 
                                                (they 
                                                just 
                                                float 
                                                away)
 
                                    
                                
                                                But 
                                                something 
                                                still 
                                                remains
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                felt 
                                                its 
                                                warmth, 
                                                    I 
                                                heard 
                                                its 
                                                laugh
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                saw 
                                                the 
                                                mark 
                                                drawn 
                                                on 
                                                its 
                                                back
 
                                    
                                
                                                Do 
                                                    I 
                                                make 
                                                it 
                                                something 
                                                to 
                                                eat?
 
                                    
                                
                                                When 
                                                all 
                                                    I 
                                                want 
                                                is 
                                                for 
                                                it 
                                                to 
                                                leave 
                                                me 
                                                alone
 
                                    
                                
                                                (Disposable 
                                                love)
 
                                    
                                
                                                (Enough 
                                                is 
                                                enough)
 
                                    
                                
                                                So 
                                                how 
                                                do 
                                                    I 
                                                make 
                                                you 
                                                leave?
 
                                    
                                
                                                Baby, 
                                                    I 
                                                swear 
                                                it's 
                                                you, 
                                                not 
                                                me
 
                                    
                                
                                                Maybe 
                                                I'm 
                                                    a 
                                                little 
                                                burned
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                need 
                                                something 
                                                more 
                                                than 
                                                you
 
                                    
                                
                                                (Na, 
                                                na, 
                                                na, 
                                                na, 
                                                na)
 
                                    
                                
                                                Oh, 
                                                    I 
                                                know 
                                                how 
                                                shallow 
                                                of 
                                                me
 
                                    
                                
                                                With 
                                                all 
                                                that 
                                                plastic 
                                                in 
                                                the 
                                                sea
 
                                    
                                
                                                They 
                                                say 
                                                the 
                                                earth 
                                                is 
                                                dying 
                                                (dying)
 
                                    
                                
                                                What 
                                                good 
                                                is 
                                                all 
                                                my 
                                                crying?
 
                                    
                                
                                                (Disposable 
                                                love) 
                                                disposable 
                                                love
 
                                    
                                
                                                (Enough 
                                                is 
                                                enough)
 
                                    
                                
                                                So 
                                                how 
                                                do 
                                                    I 
                                                make 
                                                you 
                                                leave?
 
                                    
                                
                                                Baby, 
                                                    I 
                                                swear 
                                                it's 
                                                you, 
                                                not 
                                                me
 
                                    
                                
                                                Maybe 
                                                I'm 
                                                    a 
                                                little 
                                                burned
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                need 
                                                something 
                                                more 
                                                than 
                                                you
 
                                    
                                
                                                (Na, 
                                                na, 
                                                na, 
                                                na, 
                                                na)
 
                                    
                                
                                                Disposable 
                                                love
 
                                    
                                
                                                Disposable 
                                                love
 
                                    
                                
                                                Enough 
                                                is 
                                                enough
 
                                    
                                
                                                Maybe 
                                                it's 
                                                time 
                                                we 
                                                cut 
                                                this 
                                                off
 
                                    
                                
                                                Disposable 
                                                love
 
                                    
                                
                                                Enough 
                                                is 
                                                enough
 
                                    
                                
                                                Useless 
                                                with 
                                                or 
                                                without 
                                                this 
                                                headache
 
                                    
                                
                                                Behold 
                                                the 
                                                ghost 
                                                of 
                                                winter's 
                                                past
 
                                    
                                
                                                They 
                                                never 
                                                last
 
                                    
                                
                                                So 
                                                how 
                                                do 
                                                    I 
                                                make 
                                                you 
                                                leave?
 
                                    
                                
                                                Baby, 
                                                    I 
                                                swear 
                                                it's 
                                                you, 
                                                not 
                                                me
 
                                    
                                
                                                Maybe 
                                                I'm 
                                                    a 
                                                little 
                                                burned
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                need 
                                                something 
                                                more 
                                                than 
                                                you
 
                                    
                                
                                                (Na, 
                                                na, 
                                                na, 
                                                na, 
                                                na)
 
                                    
                                
                                                So 
                                                how 
                                                do 
                                                    I 
                                                make 
                                                you 
                                                leave?
 
                                    
                                
                                                Baby, 
                                                    I 
                                                swear 
                                                it's 
                                                you, 
                                                not 
                                                me
 
                                    
                                
                                                Maybe 
                                                I'm 
                                                    a 
                                                little 
                                                burned
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                need 
                                                something 
                                                more 
                                                than 
                                                you
 
                                    
                                
                                                (Na, 
                                                na, 
                                                na, 
                                                na, 
                                                na)
 
                                    
                                
                                                Disposable 
                                                love
 
                                    
                                
                                                Disposable 
                                                love
 
                                    
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