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DONE


One time, two times, you promise they will never be a third time But I have heard that lie, heard it one too many times I hide my face, hide my pride But sometimes I can’t, so I just cry inside I know love shouldn’t be like this I wonder will I ever find happiness When will I work up the nerve? The nerve to leave this pain I try to ignore it, but I’m just going insane If only you knew If only you can take a walk in my shoes When will i realize That I deserve so much better That I am more than you believe I’m tired of being the dumb bitch and dumb whore I used to be the one you adore I just don’t know how to leave One day I will wake up And all your shit will be in a garbage truck Thrown away with bloody tissues and make-up packs The memories I had of you Today is a brand new fucking day The day I say Goodbye to the abuse from you Get your shit cause I’m so over you
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