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Jan 2010
You come around spreading your magic
But leave her feeling down and worthless
Alone and sad and brokenhearted
And I'm the one left to pick up the pieces

This is all to your blame
But you don't even have to see the pain
In her eyes
This is all your doing
But you don't have to see what's happening
You don't have
To see her cry

You're the one who did this
And I'm the one who's left
Picking up her
Brokenhearted
Pieces.
Pink Taylor
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