At first I thougt everything was going good,
Until you said, 'I love you'
I knew you didn't mean it,
You didn't even look me in the eyes,
You even told me lies
And the first one was saying I love you.
If I could change all this I would
I don't want to know half the thing I know
I loved you,
And all the things that you do
I knew you as a person
And now I know you as a pencil mark I can never earse.
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