Besedila: Weepies. Be My Thrill. Please Speak Well Of Me.

I've been away
a year and a day
you recognize love
after the fact
you did what you did and that was that
dont say words that you dont mean
when I'm gone please speak well of me

looking back now
I only wish I had been kinder
did I ever know love?
did I ever know love?
and could I have been blinder?
dont say words that you dont mean
when I'm gone please speak well of me

dont hold back

all your love
for someday for someday...

I would say that I'm sorry
If it would do any good
but to never regret means you have to forget
and I dont think that I could

dont say words that you dont mean
when I'm gone
when I'm gone
when I'm gone
please speak well on me