I don't know where to start
How about we talk about how you broke my heart
You didn't care about me
You cared more about yourself times three
Why did you pretend?
I thought you could be my friend
I was wrong, of course
Now my voice is hoarse
From yelling and screaming
and you just sat there gleaming
And that's what really hurt
Because you didn't act overt
You just left with your lies
and you thought we could revise
Yet, it was too late
you see.. my love turned to hate
Now I'm sitting here
and nothings been more clear...
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