but I hate to lie to you
I wanna tell you that I am doing fine too
but I hate to lie to you
I wanna tell you that I am doing fine too
but I hate to lie
unless it's the middle of the night and I'm next to you
a part of me hurts constantly with the fear of such a tender love
I pray you don't leave me brutally
but you remind me there's no gods up above
I like the sound of your voice
I like the sound of your voice
I like the sound of your voice
even while I ache at the noise
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