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My heart has been riped out and stabbed
so many times i cant count
Now im with you and...
you do it all ova again

I thought i could trust u
I thought i could tell u anything
I thought u would love me foreva and that we would b together

And now look wot u have done
U riped out my heart and stabbed it ova and ova again

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