Текст песни Gabrielle Aplin - Panic Cord

You kept all the things I threw awayA leaf I picked, a birthday card I made.Holding onto memories of you and meWe didn't last a year,We're just a box of souvenirs.Maybe, I pulled the panic cordAnd maybe, you were happy, I was bored.Maybe I wanted you to change,Maybe I'm the one to blame.This meant more to you than it did to me,I was full of doubt and you believe.The more that you keep coming overThe more I know it's over dear,We're just a box of souvenirs.Maybe, I pulled the panic cordAnd maybe, you were happy, I was bored.Maybe I wanted you to change,Maybe I'm the one to blame.

Maybe, you were just too nice to me,Maybe, it took me way too long to leave.Maybe once we felt the same,Maybe I'm the one to blame.Do re mi fa so la ti doThat's the way the story goes.Do re mi fa so la ti doThat's the way the story goes.Maybe, I pulled the panic cordAnd maybe, you were happy, I was bored.Maybe I wanted you to change,Maybe I'm the one to blame.Maybe, you were just too nice to me,Maybe, it took me way too long to leave.Maybe once we felt the same,Maybe I'm the one to blame,Maybe I'm the one to blame,Maybe I'm the one to blame.
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