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Don't you dare tell me I'm free Then laugh when I do something wrong Don't tell me you trust and you believe Then show me you lied all along You tell me she tried, so hard that she cried But what you don't know is what was inside of me with you there was so much more than you had thought No I wouldn't tell there was far too much And for me you don't know how hard that was I couldn't share, it wasn't yours, now I know you care, but what for? And you couldn't have told me sooner either just kept it behind my back I hope you two had a lot of laughs with that joke you pulled a couple weeks back The one where you both faked to care about a person you both wished wasn't there You told me you'd say if something were wrong you lied. You told me I was free to live as I want you lied. If there was someone else, you told me you'd tell I'm not surprised you lied. You told me you valued honesty. You love, you crave, transparency. I don't believe a word of this mess Darling dear, I am skeptical at best.
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Nov 9, 2011
Nov 9, 2011 at 10:58 AM UTC
Don't you dare
Don't you dare tell me I'm free Then laugh when I do something wrong Don't tell me you trust and you believe Then show me you lied all along You tell me she tried, so hard that she cried But what you don't know is what was inside of me with you there was so much more than you had thought No I wouldn't tell there was far too much And for me you don't know how hard that was I couldn't share, it wasn't yours, now I know you care, but what for? And you couldn't have told me sooner either just kept it behind my back I hope you two had a lot of laughs with that joke you pulled a couple weeks back The one where you both faked to care about a person you both wished wasn't there You told me you'd say if something were wrong you lied. You told me I was free to live as I want you lied. If there was someone else, you told me you'd tell I'm not surprised you lied. You told me you valued honesty. You love, you crave, transparency. I don't believe a word of this mess Darling dear, I am skeptical at best.
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Nov 9, 2011
Nov 9, 2011 at 10:58 AM UTC
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