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You Hurt Me


This game we play Where you hurt me and I just take it When did we start that? This game where I miss you and you don't care Where I cry myself to sleep and you sleep with other girls When did we start playing this game? There are days where I surprise myself Where I disappoint myself Because I let you win I always let you win Because I don't want to know what it feels like To lose you because I wanted to win This game, I find myself lost in it You play with my head You hurt me then blame me for it I see it. I see you hurt me. I see you lie to me, manipulate me I see it but I stay I can't play this game without you And if I'm not careful It's going to kill me
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