Who Knew
Who knew
We were one and the same
I tormented without
You tormented within
Who knew
We were both playing different games
I repressed it
You expressed it
Who knew
You could break down and cry
Who knew
You'd rather die
Who knew
Just why
You treated me
The way you did
Now no one can ask
Now it's too late
No one bothered to care
No one cared to see
Why oh why
Did nobody see
Cause what has been done to you
Has been done to me
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