End of the Day.

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I can taste her lipstick
As we kiss and dance of the dancing lights
I can see her laying across your chest
As i stare you sleeping beside me

I can feel her fingertips
As i tried to hold and grip your hands on mine
I can hear you whispher her name
As you talk in your sleep

I can feel the distance whenever we kiss
Since when? When did you start seeing her?
I believe she's beautiful, maybe she's perfect
What makes her special? Maybe her simplicity

Maybe I should be more like her?
Should I be just like her?
Telling your friends how much you like her
But its me who call you up when you get lonely

Never thought at the end of the day
I see myself begging you to stay
And then you still choose her over me
Guards down......at the end of the day, Im still a loser.