momento "wtf does he actually listen to that" do dia.

(ou "Para fazer chorar as pedras da calçada em modo braindead"):

If he should ever come our way
Dry the tears and look somewhere above him
Might be easier to say than to do
But just pretend that you no longer love him

When your back's against the ropes
When you miss someone the most

It can only get better
Be still my heart
It can only get better
We've come this far
It can only get better

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