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On My Own - Hinds
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On My Own Hinds

On My Own - Hinds
It really wasn't, oh

It really wasn't a good time
It was so hard to hear you say you're in love
You're sitting down on my sofa
And my feet are stuck to the floor

I see us in the distance
You say you want my crumbs
We danced and then we kissed, and
You said that I was the one

You just fucked it up
Yeah, you just fucked it up
You just fucked it up and now you can't take it back
You just fucked it up, oh

I don't know
What is wrong
I'd rather just be all alone, all alone, all alone, all alone, all alone, ooh-ooh
On my own, on my own, on my own, on my own, on my own

It's never really a good time
It's hard to tell you I'm not in love
"It ain't me, baby"
Yeah, maybe that is our song
Don't say I didn't warn you
You know I don't belong
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