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Well do you see me when you look at him? When you look at him, Do you see me? Do you think of me When you hold his hand? Do remember What it was like before him? It's all gone now Like a cheap whore drunk on cheap champaigne The dream we shared together it's long gone now When you look at me Do you notice it's not the same? All the cracks you made Are appearing in the concrete i paved Tell me what it's like to pick him over me cause i can tell you what it felt like me it was like 1000 knives stabbed my back and the blood i bled you captured in a glass like a trophy And to be truly honest to tell you the truth i thought you wouldn't i thought you woudn't but you did... |