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Lonely lover walks alone A world all to yourself
And all you think is you, you, you.
When's the last time you considered anyone else's emotions
Never have you asked how I was doing, it all has to be about you right?
So I sit here in my room alone, thinking of how your heart is no different than a rock.
Maybe I'm too much of a dreamer to expect changes from you
Some time of effect miraculously keeps us long enough together to hold a conversation
The months before this one might have been the time of our lives
Reality hits, it's not much, simply short lived
