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Could Have Been You

В рубрике: Тексты песен — 26.06.2012

Well it's a shame
We used to be so tight
Tell me what's your game
Since you left me outside

I'm gonna change my track
Go anywhere but back
Ooh, when I think about it
I'm better off without it

There's no gain
Only pain
My heart can't take the strain

I can't sit
On the shelf
I'll give my love to someone else

If you see me walking by
Hand-in-hand with another guy
Know that it's true
It could have been you
If you'd only treated me right
Out of sight, baby out of mind
That's what you do
It could have been you

Don't wanna wait
For what you promised me
Like a train: delayed
Forever so it seems

I'm gonna change my track
Go anywhere but back
Ooh, when I think about it
I'm better off without it

There's no gain
Only pain
My heart can't take the strain

I can't sit
On the shelf
I'll give my love to someone else

If you see me walking by
Hand-in-hand with another guy
Know that it's true
It could have been you
If you'd only treated me right
Out of sight, baby out of mind
That's what you do
It could have been you

You could have been
My first, my last, forever
You held it in your hands
My heart, my treasure

The proof is in the memories
So sad to know that's all that's left for you is
What could have been..

If you see me walking by
Hand-in-hand with another guy
Know that it's true
It could have been you
If you'd only treated me right
Out of sight, baby out of mind
That's what you do
It could have been you
[x4]

(It could've been
Some say
It should've been
You
Forget you baby)


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