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i left a song in canada
that january weekend
the one you'll think about when you get old.
maybe it belongs there on the counter in the kitchen.
with all the letters written in fools gold
turns out i'm not that good at being cold.


i left the truth in canada
that january weekend
the one you lied to her to be with me
i didn't lie to anyone
and baby I believed you
when you said you'd never lie to me
turns out you're not that good at being free


so now you're living with my ghost
turns out that I love me the most


i left your love in canada broken and abandoned
and it's so hard for you to see her sad.
I left my love in canada
in a backstage bathroom
you would have been the greatest love i've had
turns out I'm not that good at being bad