He told me he didn't love me
Why do I loath over him
He has my heart in the palm of his hand
He drops it steps on it
My lungs are aching for air
I need you my sweet heart
You don't seem to care
Why do I wait around for you to love me
I have hope I guess
But I'm a fool who adores a man who adores cocaine and cigarettes
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