The thought of you haunts me down
In every single day of the month
Every second of the day I count
As I wrote my never ending rants.
Thought we're fated to meet
Thought we're destined to be
I was wrong as I realized
We're just bound to fail indeed.
Well played, the game of yours
You lie, you cheat, you're a mess
Feelings I've never felt before
I'll never want to love you though.
You should be the best actor now
Should win the "Best Liar" crown
You came into my life then left
Leaving me hanging, left with nothing.
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