- cifra
I've got to make you see
You're not the girl for me
And I will prove it to you
So that you will see
I will let go of you girl
You girl I have to show
That things are really bad
The things that you have said
The words that make me mad
I will let go of you, girl
You're gonna cry (x4)
You're gonna cry
Yes, you will cry
I've got to make you see
You're not the girl for me
And I will prove it to you
So that you will see
I will let go of you girl
You girl I have to show
That things are really bad
The things that you have said
The words that make me mad
I will let go of you, girl
You're gonna cry (x4)
You're gonna cry
Yes, you will cry
Make haste, it's late.
Go pack your things away,
they changed that cold view.
The sky that would not
leave your life, it's blue.
