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Yeah you, you don't know how it feels, When you tell me this love is for real Baby I know the deal. And I don't believe a single word you breathe Yeah I, I followed you out last night, Saw you kissing in the cold moonlight Felt my heart break free From your tragedy You won't make a fool of me no more You, you cruel-hearted boy You should learn how to play with your toys Instead of breaking me, what a mess I'd bleed In your bittersweet charade I stole, what was left of your ways Spent them with all of our days With a bottle of the finest gin in town You, you see me with him Now you know where I've been See the satisfied look in my eyes You dont mean a thing to me no more.
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Sep 27, 2013
Sep 27, 2013 at 9:40 AM UTC
Bittersweet Charade
Yeah you, you don't know how it feels, When you tell me this love is for real Baby I know the deal. And I don't believe a single word you breathe Yeah I, I followed you out last night, Saw you kissing in the cold moonlight Felt my heart break free From your tragedy You won't make a fool of me no more You, you cruel-hearted boy You should learn how to play with your toys Instead of breaking me, what a mess I'd bleed In your bittersweet charade I stole, what was left of your ways Spent them with all of our days With a bottle of the finest gin in town You, you see me with him Now you know where I've been See the satisfied look in my eyes You dont mean a thing to me no more.
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Sep 27, 2013
Sep 27, 2013 at 9:40 AM UTC
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