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Everything they built up in three years, |
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Even though she's showing everything is okay, |
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With tear stained cheeks, |
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The pain finally got to her, |
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I'm sorry I'm not good enough, |
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And I can't help but wonder, |
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And even in your arms, |
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And the thing that hurt the most is, |
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Maybe if I was more like her, |
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She's been lost, |