I'm gonna give it up,
now.
I'm trying to give it up,
but how?
My dear,
The thought of losing you,
makes me fear.
My dear,
I hate myself for loving you,
yet its makes me tear.
I don't dare to tell you how I feel,
for you, for you.
Cos theres more out there,
waiting to love you.
And who am I to
compete with them.
When they match with you
like bread and jam.
So tell me,
what should I do.
should I,
cling on or let it go.
I'm gonna give it up,
now.
I'm trying to give it up,
but how?
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