So This is Love

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I swear you'll be the death of me.

Every time I think of you, I hate you a little more.

(And I think of you a lot.)

You plague my thoughts, you never leave me alone,

You're the reason I never sleep at night.

I hate you.

I hate you.

I hate you.

So why can't I let you go?

(I swear you'll be the death of me.)

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