Well, when you go
So never think I'll make you try to stay
And maybe when you get back
I'll be off to find another wayWell, after all this time that you still owe
You're still a good-for-nothing I don't know
So take your gloves and get out
Better get out while you canWhen you go, would you even turn to say
I don't love you like I did yesterdaySometimes I cry so hard from pleading
So sick and tired of all the needless beating
But baby when they knock you
Down and out is where you ought to stayWell, after all the blood that you still owe
Another dollar's just another blow
So fix your eyes and get up
Better get up while you can
Whoa, whoaWhen you go would you even turn to say
I don't love you like I did yesterdayWell, come on, come onWhen you go, would you have the guts to say
I don't love you
Like I loved you
YesterdayI don't love you
Like I loved you
YesterdayI don't love you
Like I loved you
Yesterday
Composição: Raymond Toro / Frank Iero / Mikey Way / Bob Bryar / Gerard Way.
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