I've had enough of lonely days
Just waiting for her call
This thing called love it works both ways
I'm tired of facing the wall
I've had enough of my pretence
That all is well with me
This front I cannot do no more
She thinks that I am free
I've had enough of 'oh what's wrong? '
Her frown I force a smile
She pulls the strings that make me walk
This walk a thousand miles
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