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Lying to my face is a norm
Say does it comfort you to make me feel so
I think I can't love you no more
I can't look at your face, yet you don't let me go
Girl what you sayin' is - it's all wrong, you would never let me go
Yet I be there on my own, so tell me what is going on
I be callin' on your phone, it's torture being all alone
'Bout a hundred missed calls and she ain't worried, not at all
Girl what you sayin' is - it's all wrong, you would never let me go
Yet I be there on my own, so tell me what is going on
I be callin' on your phone, it's torture being all alone
'Bout a hundred missed calls and she ain't worried, not at all
Tell me how you feelin' in the morning
You used to tell me everything but I don't care anymore
I quit wondering, I just stay home
cnd this is my goodbye, and I won't miss you, no
Girl what you sayin' is - it's all wrong, you would never let me go
Yet I be there on my own, so tell me what is going on
I be callin' on your phone, it's torture being all alone
'Bout a hundred missed calls and she ain't worried, not at all
Girl what you sayin' is - it's all wrong, you would never let me go
Yet I be there on my own, so tell me what is going on
I be callin' on your phone, it's torture being all alone
'Bout a hundred missed calls and she ain't worried, not at all
There would be no second chances, think I quit doing romances
Every girl I ever met makes it harder to forget
Cuts me deeper that Gillette, don't think they would understand
Done with playin' this roulette that leads to the same old end
Lying to my face is a norm
Say does it comfort you to make me feel so
I think I can't love you no more
I can't look at your face, yet you don't let me go
Girl what you sayin' is - it's all wrong, you would never let me go
Yet I be there on my own, so tell me what is going on
I be callin' on your phone, it's torture being all alone
'Bout a hundred missed calls and she ain't worried, not at all
Girl what you sayin' is - it's all wrong, you would never let me go
Yet I be there on my own, so tell me what is going on
I be callin' on your phone, it's torture being all alone
'Bout a hundred missed calls and she ain't worried, not at all
Girl what you sayin' is - it's all wrong, you would never let me go
Yet I be there on my own, so tell me what is going on
I be callin' on your phone, it's torture being all alone
'Bout a hundred missed calls and she ain't worried, not at all
There would be no second chances, think I quit doing romances
Every girl I ever met makes it harder to forget
Cuts me deeper that Gillette, don't think they would understand
Done with playin' this roulette that leads to the same old end
