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Woorden: The Lads. Beetroot Stain.

I thought I was a loser
That I wasn?t good enough
I could not see how you could care about me
Or how I could deserve your love?

But you, you specialize in comebacks
And over time you?ve made me see
That even though I may not be perfect
You will not give up on me

Your love, love is like a beetroot stain
That never ever goes away from me
Your love, your love is with me everyday
I know your love is here to stay with me

Things can get a bit confusing
But there?s one thing that I know
That you will stay, you really care about me
And you will never let me go