Don't tell me you love me
And then ask me to change my colors for you.
I'm sure there's someone else out there who loves this color.
I decline.
I'm sure there's someone else out there who loves this color.
I decline.
The people who help me
Seem less important than the people I help. I don't know why, that's just the way it is.
I Remember When You Loved Me
Because amongst other things, I had my "why's" in order.
I understand why we grew apart.
I understand why we grew apart.
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