I Should Be Used To This By Now

You say that were still friends
But this isnt the end
But it sure seems like it to me
You say that you dont love me
That it will pass by eventually
But it sure isnt that easy

But I dont
Want to fret
Cause I bet
Ill forget
In a matter
of time
Ill just fix it with some wine

I hope you find a new guy
That treats you like I never did
And I hope its one of my friends
But I wont sit and cry
Ill just lay in my bed
Because i should be used to these ends

You say the sparks arnt there anymore
That there nothing left in store
For us and what we had
How do you expect me not to be sad?
You say the sparks arnt there anymore
That there nothing left in store
For us and what we had
How do you expect me not to be fucking sad?
You say the sparks arnt there anymore
That there nothing left in store
For us and what we had
How do you expect me not to be sad?

Ill just fix it with some wine
Ill just fix it with some wine
Like I do all of the time
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