Текст песни All Saints Day - Austin

All Saints Day

Life is simple, we complicate
Bitter, sweet, love and hate
Mixed up in a yellow glass
Sorry but I had to go
I prefer being alone
Than make you suffer again
What I did I did for you
All this pain that we went through
Never meant to hurt you in anyway
Memories I have of us
Perfect girl, miss you the most
Forever I will regret this day