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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...