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点击复制Nothing Short Of Dying (Instrumental Version) - Hit Crew Masters
I should've told her more I loved her
I should've spent more time at home
But should haves really aren't important
Since the fact is now she's gone
I wish I'd listened to my conscience
When it said"Don't let her go"
And if she's wondering how I'm doing
Well, I think she oughta know
That I find myself praying
More than I ever did before
And I find my heart is breaking
Each time her memory slams the door
And I find myself crying
And trying to hold on
'Cause there ain't nothing short of dying
That's worse than being left alone
I thought I'd be just fine without her
I'd be happy, a free man
But the hurt inside of lonesome
Is what I didn't understand
And the lessons that I'm learning
Lord, I'm learning awful way
'Cause nights I used to spend in Heaven
Have been replaced by nights of hell
And I find myself praying
More than I ever did before
And I find my heart is breaking
Each time her memory slams the door
And I find myself crying
Oh and trying to hold on
'Cause there ain't nothing short of dying
That's worse than being left alone
There ain't nothing short of dying
That's worse than being left alone