You do this for me
you think its best
you say you can learn to love me
you pretend you don't feel less
I do this to myself
I love these lies
I refuse to see the truth
I close my eyes
But we both know the truth
We see this won't last
Something must come of change
Can we erase the past?
Dec 18, 2011
Dec 18, 2011 at 8:40 PM UTC
You do this for me
you think its best
you say you can learn to love me
you pretend you don't feel less
I do this to myself
I love these lies
I refuse to see the truth
I close my eyes
But we both know the truth
We see this won't last
Something must come of change
Can we erase the past?
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