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Time. Time was what I needed To let butterflies escape To let the memories fade To let the thoughts of you to go away But it brings My anger towards you My hate towards you
I remember the nights I cried over you
I’m throwin' my hand in I’m done with your games Don’t care if the next one’s Better Cause I’m tired Of the cold hearted Cheatin' and Lyin' It’s gettin' kinda old now A player
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