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And I die inside....
And I die inside,
when you tell me you love me
I die inside,
when you say you'll be there.
I've seen you with her,
I've seen you love her,
But when you tell me you love me,
I want to believe.
So I'll die inside,
when I go to reach out for you
I'll die inside,
when I pretend its alright.
I've seen you hold her hand,
touch her face the way you do mine.
Still,
I die inside,
because I can't let go
I die inside,
because I deserve this.
I've seen you kiss her lips,
run your fingers down her thigh,
and I die inside...
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