You

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Everything you did, all you would say
You'd blame it on me every time
I hate you
Or do I
I can't decide
I want you back in my life
But no I can't
What should I do
Do I even still want you
Or do I want the good times
They're hard to remember
But now they're clear in my mind
Maybe I want that back
I don't know anymore.

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