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May 19th, 2004



I talked to you on the phone

I thought you were all alone

But she was there

And I didnt make it seem like I cared



It hurt to hear her voice

But it was my choice

Listening to our song

Thinking about us, a word so strong



Then how my heart hurts

And how the pain only comes in spurts

I wish this was easy

So my gut wont feel so weezy



But I have to move on

Because you are now gone

I talked to you on the phone tonight

And it hurt worse than anyone of our fights