You oughta know..

And every time you speak her name. Does she know how you told me you'd hold me,
until you died, till you died. But you're still alive. And I'm here to remind you of the mess you left when you went away. It's not fair to deny me of the cross I bear that you gave to me.
You, you, you oughta know.

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