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Color Fred, The - Текст песни Complaintor
These four years were a suicide
 But you volunteered and kept it alive
 So you can't complain, no you can't complain
 No you can't complain, no you can't complain
 You can't fix what was born to break
 So the marriage lives for the children's sake
 And you can't complain, no you can't complain
 No you can't complain, no you can't complain
 This is what you signed up for (take me off that list)
 This is what you signed up for
 And when tomorrow comes you're gonna write a song
 You're gonna send it out to me
 Cause I'm so vain (no you can't complain)
 No you can't complain when you can't come back to me
 These four years were a suicide
 And you're worse off now cause you did survive
 But you can't complain, no you can't complain
 No you can't complain, no you can't complain
 Life turns out just a stepping stone
 You forget yourself
 You should have known (that you can't complain)
 You should've known better (no you can't complain)
 And now you can't complain when you can't come back to me 
 This is what you signed up for (take me off that list)
 This is what you signed up for 
 But when tomorrow comes you're gonna write a songColor Fred, The - Complaintor - http://ru.motolyrics.com/color-fred-the/complaintor-lyrics.html
 You're gonna send it out to me
 Cause I'm so vain (no, you can't complain)
 No you can't complain when you can't come back
 And when tomorrow comes you're gonna write a song
 You're gonna send it out to me
 Cause I'm so vain (no, you can't complain)
 No you can't complain when you can't come back to me
 You can't come back to me
 This will end (this will end)
 If you choose
 To do nothing, nothing
 This will end (this will end)
 If you choose
 To do nothing, nothing
 This will end (this will end)
 If you choose
 To do nothing, nothing, nothing But I can't live like this (I can't live like this)
 No I won't be here
 And when tomorrow comes you're gonna write a song
 You're gonna send it out to me
 Cause I'm so vain (no, you can't complain)
 And when tomorrow comes you're gonna write a song
 You're gonna send it out to me
 Cause I'm so vain (no, you can't complain)
 And when tomorrow comes you're gonna write a song
 You're gonna send it out to me
 but you can't complain to me










