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Lyrics:
O'Keefe
What will we call it now It isn't marriage anymore Call it new, call it different It's not the way it was before
Out of all the words to choose from There's only one that fits Call it what you want to I'll just call it quits
We've come down to a place Where love never fits Call it what you want to I'll just call it quits
Turn and walk away Across the desert of our hearts Love turns to sand And we run out of time
You know we once had something No words could tear apart Now you be yours And I'll be mine
We've come down to a place Where love never fits Call it what you want to I'll just call it quits
Call our friends and tell them That we just don't care Tell them dreams are flowers And that our garden's bare
Call it separation, independence Divorce, if that word fits Call it what you want to I just call it quits
We've come down to a place Where love never fits Call it what you want to I'll just call it quits
Call it what you want to Darling, I'll just call it Quits
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