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My clothes still smell like you, but my dear that'll never do
My palms sweat when I met you, they still shake from what you do
I like the look of your shoes, the way your face looks when I'm running from you
I've been pushing myself to see you pull out a grin at me

Forgive me, for saying "Hello" that time
I'm sorry for smiling at you that time

Well now this girl is gone, she's runaway, she don't want nothing to do with you
She don't miss your chin on her head, she don't miss your lips on her forehead
She don't miss the way she made you feel, she don't miss the way you talked to her
It's just you now, you wretched man, you'll never get anyone to call your own

Well I'm sorry for saying "Hello" that time
Forgive me for smiling at you that time