82: OH MY HEART HURTS SO GOOD

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You found another to spill your secrets to.
To replace our memories with.
To listen to our song with.

If you wanted me like you said you did
You would have made a move by now
But you never did and now our song has ended

So don't lie to me.
Don't lie to yourself.
Don't pretend that you care.

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