So this is me
swallowing my pride, standing in front of you saying I'm
sorry for that night.
And I go back to December
all the time.
It turns out freedom
ain't nothing but missing you, wishing I'd realized what
I had when you were mine.
And I go back to December, turn around and make it
alright.
I go back to December all
the time.
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