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You may not want to admit it
But I am no fool
Yet you go around
pretending to be cool
I fell for you
once long ago
but you didnt notice me
you were to busy with her

So now that she has threw you
to the street like a old dying dog
Ill simply smile sweetly
And go back into the fog
Away from you
Away from it all

You didnt want me before
But no, after your fall
Your arms are open wide
But all you'll do is call

I wont pick up
I wont look back
Im not a mindless whore
I know where Im going
And I do remember what happened before