New Found Glory - Second to Last Lyrics
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Second to Last
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What Are The Lyrics For Second to Last By New Found Glory?
I hate myself for losing you
I blame myself for pulling you apart I guess this is the only way I hate these eyes that noticed you I blame my heart for breaking up that day It didn't mean much anyway It's you, you I figured out It always helps to forget how to be yourself It's you, realize that your understanding this Understanding that you're all alone Today Is the first day of your life The first day that you're on your own Now you know what to call home Today Is the first day of your life The first day that you're on your own Now you know what to call home I know I'm right for leaving you Now there's nothing left for me to say It never meant much anyway It's you, you I figured out It always helps to forget how to be yourself It's you, realize that your understanding this Understanding that you're all alone Today Is the first day of your life The first day that you're on your own Now you know what to call home Today Is the first day of your life The first day that you're on your own Now you know what to call home This could be The second to last time You're way too close to dive This could be The second to last time You're way too close to dive |
Who Wrote Second to Last By New Found Glory?
Chad Everett Gilbert, Cyrus William Bolooki, Ian R. Grushka, Jordan I. Pundik, Stephen Lee Klein
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What's The Duration Of The Second to Last By New Found Glory?The duration of Second to Last is 2:44 minutes and seconds. |
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