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All those fairytails are full of shit.
I don’t understand what happened between you and me, but you will probably end up with someone half as good as me.
I remember when I was important.
Oh wait, I never was.
I wonder if I ever cross your mind, for me it happens all the time.
You can hold any girl that you’d like, fall in love when it’s easy night, but you wake up wondering why she ain’t ever something better.
I don’t know how to be something you miss.
I just want it back to the way it was before.
You feel so low you can’t feel nothing at all.
I should have been chasing you, I should have been trying to prove that you were all that mattered to me.
And all I think about is how to make you think of me, and everything that we could be.
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