ARMY OF FRESHMEN LYRICS
"Paradise"
last night well I couldn't sleep
when I think of you I can never sleep
I think of where you are and then where you're not
and I think somehow you just forgot
there were people out there who cared for you
there were people out there in love with you
but all that love and all that care
what's it mean if they're just not there
YOU TALKED OF PARADISE
WHEN YOU WERE SOBER
NOW THAT'S OVER, NOW THAT'S OVER
I MADE A SACRAFICE, THOUGHT I COULD HOLD YOU
NOW THAT'S OVER, NOW THAT'S OVER
remember back, down at Mardi Gras
when it was me, you, we saw it all
there were dreams we had, there were plans we made
but something inside of you was so afraid
that no one out there ever cared for you
that no one out there would fall in love with you
so many people felt that way for you
but like me they never said it out loud to you
YOU TALKED OF PARADISE
WHEN YOU WERE SOBER
NOW THAT'S OVER, NOW THAT'S OVER
I MADE A SACRAFICE, THOUGHT I COULD HOLD YOU
NOW THAT'S OVER, NOW THAT'S OVER
scared like a statue and I turned to stone
I let you go through all of that hell alone
I cry for you but I cry inside
and it'll stay that way till the day I die
scared like a statue and I turned to stone
I let you go through all of that hell alone
I cry for you but I cry inside
it'll stay that way till the day I die
I know you never ever said goodbye
this is my goodbye
YOU TALKED OF PARADISE
WHEN YOU WERE SOBER
NOW THAT'S OVER, NOW THAT'S OVER
I MADE A SACRAFICE, THOUGHT I COULD HOLD YOU
NOW THAT'S OVER, NOW THAT'S OVER
YOU TALKED OF PARADISE
WHEN YOU WERE SOBER
NOW THAT'S OVER, NOW THAT'S OVER
I MADE A SACRAFICE, THOUGHT I COULD HOLD YOU
NOW THAT'S OVER, NOW THAT'S OVER
scared like a statue and I turned to stone
I let you go through all of that hell alone
I cry for you but I cry inside
and it'll stay that way till the day I die
scared like a statue and I turned to stone
I let you go through all of that hell alone
I cry for you but I cry inside
and it'll stay that way till the day I die
Thanks to Tara for these lyrics
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