It's all in the way you glance at me,
and pretend that I'm not there.
It's all in the way you don't call back,
and never seem to care.
It's all in the way you always lie,
and so calmly walk past me.
It's all in the way you're with those girls,
and seem to be so happy.
It's all in the way you see me cry,
and there's someone else you run of to.
It's all the wrong reasons that I ask myself why,
and how can i still love you?
 
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