it's like the way we fight, the times i cry, we come to blows and every night the passion's there so it's gotta be right, right?

i don't believe you, when you say don't come around here no more. i won't remind you,
you said we wouldn't be apart.. no, i don't believe you, when you say you don't need me anymore.
so don't pretend, to not love me at all.

i don't mind it, i still don't mind at all..  it's like one of those bad dreams when you can't wake up.
looks like you've given up, you've had enough. but i want more, no i won't stop.
'cause i just know you'll come around.. right?


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