January 11, 2011 by Abode Camp in Guns n' roses

Since I Don't Have You

I don’t have plans and schemes
And I don’t have hopes and dreams
I, I, I don’t have anything
Since I don’t have you

I don’t have fond desires
And I don’t have happy hours
I don’t have anything
Since I don’t have you

Happiness, and I guess
I never will again
When you walked out on me
In walked old misery
And he’s been here since then

Yeah, we’re fucked

I don’t have love to share
And I don’t have one who cares
I, I, I don’t have anything
Since I don’t have you

You, you, you, oh, oh
You, you, you, oh, oh
You, you, you, oh, oh
You, you, you, oh, oh
You, you, you, oh yeah

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