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Saint Veronica's fair - The grounds of where I am I spotted you walk in - With another guy You held hands - pain in my stomach I'm jealous He owns the right to your wet cold hands That I once did own You're nothing special to him - Unlike in my world My memory's photographing every second Spent with you You're wearing a green shirt - That exposes your back and pants I've Never seen you wear before I hate you with a fire of a thousand suns But I love you with the weight of a million seas I'd be anything you'd want me to be What more could you ask for Lying to me like this you should be ashamed Lied so much I can't see your face All I can make out are pictures and Memories that I'll stare at and reminisce For centuries From Letras Mania