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I can't help but think about what you do when I'm gone who do you turn to? who are you calling? am I not the only one? I've tried, I've tried a thousand times to see right through your lies either you clean up well or you're honest, still there's a part of me that tires I can't help but search for the wrong in what should feel so right picking out your faults only emphasizes the weakness in my mind I've tried, I've tried a thousand times to see right through your lies either you clean up well or you're honest, still there's a part of me that tries From Letras Mania