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You pack my clothes up in boxes on our living room floor There’s still a couple ghosts left in the bedroom so you don’t sleep there anymore And I wait for words to leave my lips as you pass right through my finger tips But I can't make a sound we all fall down You got a ticket back to Florida you said you needed some time But its getting cold up here in New York, baby without you by my side Along with all these things we'll never be we lived like we were royalty A queen without her crown we all fall down So run and tell your friends that I'm wrong again Run and tell the friends that brought you down Got your mothers eyes and bad advice But she failed the first few times around Run and tell your friends that I’m wrong again Tell them all that every rumors true I’m not the one laying on my back With a dozen roses from the crew Just took two weeks to get to you I guess we all fall down (Thanks to for these lyrics)