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He sings pretty songs about me.   People sing them in their cars and alone in their rooms when their hearts are breaking. People. Me.   I sing them in my car and alone in my room when my heart is remembering how it felt to be desired Seen Loved Neglected You once told me that you have to disassociate to sing them.  That you’ve sang them so often  that you don’t think about the words you wrote when you wanted me. That you CAN’T think about the words that you wrote because if you did then you couldn’t perform. .   So here think about mine.   The performance continued off stage and it continues in the lies you tell yourself. You loved me hard and with such passion millions pay to feel it.  But, you treated me like ****   You can’t admit it but you did. But I let you so I guess we are square.
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Dec 3, 2025
Dec 3, 2025 at 8:58 PM UTC
Pretty Songs about me.
He sings pretty songs about me.   People sing them in their cars and alone in their rooms when their hearts are breaking. People. Me.   I sing them in my car and alone in my room when my heart is remembering how it felt to be desired Seen Loved Neglected You once told me that you have to disassociate to sing them.  That you’ve sang them so often  that you don’t think about the words you wrote when you wanted me. That you CAN’T think about the words that you wrote because if you did then you couldn’t perform. .   So here think about mine.   The performance continued off stage and it continues in the lies you tell yourself. You loved me hard and with such passion millions pay to feel it.  But, you treated me like ****   You can’t admit it but you did. But I let you so I guess we are square.
Still working out some wording but it’s close
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tessa-mariegv
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Dec 3, 2025
Dec 3, 2025 at 8:58 PM UTC
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