The one I love is breaking...
The words on his arm are: "You don't know a thing about me"
He won't let me in... He says he's fine.
I love him so much... and this is killing me slowly...

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The one I love is breaking...
The words on his arm are: "You don't know a thing about me"
He won't let me in... He says he's fine.
I love him so much... and this is killing me slowly...