I remember that it hurt
Looking at her hurt
Just by the thought of it
makes me want to burst
Cause she’s with the man
who’d never put her first
Craving for her like I’m in thirst
That pounding, hammering ache inside my chest
When every time I remember that it hurt
Looking at her hurt
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Piece of Me
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