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The silence cuts like a knife as we pretend
And I'm wondering who will be the first
To say what we both know
Was it me? Or was it you?
That broke away from what we were
And every time I think about it
It tears me up inside
The silence cuts like a knife as we pretend
And I'm wondering who will be the first
To say what we both know
Was it me? Or was it you?
That broke away from what we were
And every time I think about it
It tears me up inside
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