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    Icon: LJ/sixthmile
    Layout: tuesdaynight
    Inspiration: DayBefore!Misery
    Written on: Sunday, November 16, 2008
    Time: 8:27 AM

    All this time I was wasting, hoping you would come around
    I've been givin' out chances every time and all you do is let me down
    And its taken me this long baby but I figured you -- out
    And you think it would be fine again but not this ti-ime around

    CHORUS:
    You don't have to call anymore
    I won't pick up the phone
    This is the last straw
    Don't wanna hurt anymore

    And you can say that you're sorry
    But I don't believe you baby,
    Like I did before
    You're not sorry. Oh-h-h no. No. No.

    Looking so innocent, I might believe you if I didn't know
    Could've loved you all my life if you hadn't left me waitin' in the cold
    And you got your secrets and I'm tired of being last to know
    And now you're asking me to listen cause its worked each time before

    CHORUS:
    [But] you don't have to call anymore
    I won't pick up the phone
    This is the last straw
    Don't wanna hurt anymore

    And you can [tell me] that you're sorry
    But I don't believe you baby,
    Like I did before
    You're not sorry. No, no. Oh-h-hh-hh.
    You're not sorry. No, no. Oh-h-hh-hh.

    You had me crawling for you honey
    And it never would have gone away, no
    You used to shine so bright, but I watched all of it fade.

    CHORUS:
    [So] you don't have to call anymore
    I won't pick up the phone
    This is the last straw
    There's nothing left to beg for

    And you can say that you're sorry
    But I don't believe you baby,
    Like I did before
    You're not sorry. No, no. Oh-h-hh-hh.
    You're not sorry. No, no. Oh-h-hh-hh.



    courtesy to claudia for introducing at the right time :}