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Why does it have to be like this

Me thinking about every kiss

I look at you, from a far

Wondering why you have my heart.



Is it your hair? Your eyes?

The way you have me hipnotized?

Is it the fact I'll never have you

Now that we are through?



Why do I put my self through the aching

Can't you see my heart is breaking?

Wait. You don't notice me now...

I'm wondering if you will somehow.



I cut my hair, I changed my whole look

I ripped his name out of my book

I'm over him, but not over you

Tell me baby, why are we through?



If I could go back to it again

I'd promise you, it wouldn't be the end

So what, you never acted like you cared

You are a great guy, I didn't want to share.