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How could you do this to me I have you every little thing that I could You had me singing forever Just like I knew you would I refuse to get a grip Whats the point when life is stripped more than it ever was Its time to turn a leaf over but I don't see any trees or leave Why set something free with no reason to let it go It must not be meant to be How could you do this to me I have you every little thing that I could You had me singing forever Just like I knew you would So you figure you'd stop by Well I appreciate the push back to a point a For a few days at least When you figure it makes a fig out of you and re but Whats that really mean It means you should leave Why set it all free With no reason to let it go It must not be meant to be. From Letras Mania