Thats wat i fear
kissing you
but your not there
someones in your place
yet i hold on to your face
in my head theres so many lies
i love you so much
but will that ever die
how can i look at my self
without tears in my eyes
if i try another man
all i'll ever do is cry
thinking of you...
thinking of you...
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