I run my fingers through my tangled hair You look at me pretend to care You just can't hurt me anymore I've heard these lines these words before I know my lines learned my part I've played this role know it by heart But as I turn to walk away my heart-on cue- tells me to stay I just walk back across the street, in the rain, and wish that you could feel my pain. c
Reason for writing:
love is repetitive.
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