You told me you loved me
You never let me down
Until one day,
You said it to a friend
I asked you what was going on
And you said us two weren't meant
That was the day of
Our supposed to be
So, You call me a week later
asking for me again
And I hang up
Because I remember
Our Supposed To Be
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