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by Jessiikkaa Feb 20, 2006 category : Sadness, depression / lost relationships
You say that you love me, and that I'm perfect in your eye, That I'm the only one, But that was a lie. You spill the same lines to her, The ones you said to me, Your playing the both of us, It's very plain to see. I can see your crooked plan, Just as plain as day, I hate the way your treating me, So I'm not going to stay. I'll pack my bags and leave you, Leave the abuse and all your lies, So, Look at me for one last time, And we'll say out sad goodbyes.