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i bet you laugh at the thought of me thinking for myself.
i bet you believe that i'm better off with you than someone else.
your face arrives again, all hope i had becomes surreal.
but under your covers more torture than pleasure,
and just past your lips there's more anger than laughter.
not now or forever will i ever change you.
i know that to go on, i'll break you, my habit!
you taught my heart, a sense i never knew i had.
i can forget the times that i was lost and depressed
from the awful truth. how do you do it?
you're my heroine!
i bet you believe that i'm better off with you than someone else.
your face arrives again, all hope i had becomes surreal.
but under your covers more torture than pleasure,
and just past your lips there's more anger than laughter.
not now or forever will i ever change you.
i know that to go on, i'll break you, my habit!
you taught my heart, a sense i never knew i had.
i can forget the times that i was lost and depressed
from the awful truth. how do you do it?
you're my heroine!
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