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I won't be your savior
I don't like your childish behavior
You'll find yourself in a manner
That no bedside could ever cater
Cater, cater
Cater, cater

I walked to long
I waited up for you
The pavements cold
I'm overdone, i'm through
I guess it would've been better
If you didn't write that letter
I walked to long
I waited up for you
Now i'm standing on that pavement
wondering why
I got all this space in my mind
I got all this space and this time
Try to realize
Try to redefine
Now i'm standing on that pavement
Wondering why
I got all this space in my mind
I got all this space and this time
Try to realize
Try to redefine

I won't be your savior
I don't like your childish behavior

I won't be your savior
I don't like your childish behavior
You'll find yourself in a manner
That no bedside could ever cater
Cater, cater
Cater, cater