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Fake love


She made you weak in the knees I made you stand tall
She set your lips on fire I made your heart cold 
I gave you such pure true love she gave you the ultimate passion 
You had the best of both worlds till i became bold 
Why continue to sprinkle your dry soul with love when my pastures remained parched 
The one who you introduced as your friend was now the one you kissed 
The one who stood by your side and cared for you the best was no longer the one to make your eyes sparkle
She never shouted at you she wore the pain beneath her smile
You lifted your hand to meet her delicate flesh
And she already knew what would come next
 The tears covered your face as you begged for forgiveness She walked out that day and said goodbye to the world of pain you gave her
Now you have moved on and profess to be happy
The one who made you weak in the knees now brings you to your knees 
You hold her hand and ask her to marry you 
You kiss her lips as she says yes and the fairy tale wedding is up next 
 Goodbye to the love that once kept her warm at nights 
Goodbye to the man she gave the best of herself to 
Goodbye to the girl that would be taken for granted
Goodbye to the love that she felt she would never get over




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