They told me to move on, They told me to forget about you.
But every time I see your face I just can't erase what I felt before.
I'm glad you`re happy i'm glad you found what you want.
I guess what we had was not what I thought.
Sometimes I wish I didn't have a heart, because every time I put it back together someone else tears it apart.
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