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Katharine McPhee

I have a few words in defense of my youth
My guts are feeling an ocean or two
I was young; I didn't know what I was stumbling into
I've had a lot on my mind and there were so many rules
Makes a girl crazy, makes her break a few

And there I go again
Acting like it's my fault
When you're to blame

It makes me happy
To use you a little
Just to use you a little
To write this song
It's the very last letter
To an old lover
To say I'm glad you're gone

I've got snapshots of things on my mind
Though I love the past, we don't leave it behind
But I learned and now I know
I don't need you coming around
One thing I should probably say
I got over it all and surrendered the pain

That's the thing about mistakes
You never see them coming
Until it's too late

It makes me happy
To use you a little
Just to use you a little
To write this song
It's the very last letter
To an old lover
To say I'm glad

Sacrifice my happiness
It's not enough to know
I'm better off the way it is

It makes me happy
To use you a little
Just to use you a little
To write this song
It's the very last letter
To an old lover
To say I'm glad

It makes me happy
To use you a little
Just to use you a little
To write this song
It's the very last letter
To an old lover
To say I'm glad you're gone

Written by DEAN, BARRY GEORGE / LAIRD, LUKE ROBERT / MCPHEE, KATHARINE
Published by Universal Music Publishing Group

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