so those tears we cried were a little too fake
and i'm not sure how much more i can take
now i'm lying on the floor and i'm starting to break
what a pretty broken metaphor you and i make
what am i to do when the ones i love
turn around and tell me that its been fun
but now they got what they want, so they gotta run
and i'm left to wonder what i did wrong.
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