Been gone a week
finally gettting over you
now your back and that one look took everything
took it all away
all the prgress i've made
i'm not going to cry over you
i'm done
i've moved on
i have nothing left for you
nothing at all
the guy i like now is my first kiss
not going to cry
i'm no more tears
goodbye i guess
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