....

I see you smiling.
But you ain't smiling at me you smile at them.
You look at me without a sign.
I hear you talking.
My words go trough you, I am talking to a wall.
I watch you sleeping.
You dream of someone, and that someone ain't me,
And I can never be the one you need.
I know you hate me.
Your always acting cold and show no signs of love.
But I feel everytime you're around somehow
you make me hold on to what it is we got.
I don't know what it is or what it is you do.
But the thing is like this I can't leave you.

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