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Reason
I'm used to being used
So keep your words, I'm not a fool
I've done this before, I know what to do
I see through the beauty, I see through you
I'm a good idea, You're not used to getting the truth
Keep your body, I don't want your self - abuse
Can't claim me your lover, Can't claim my lust
A loving heart that won't give,
A lonely body with everything to prove
I'm one of the few
You've been here before, trying to walk through the closed door
More than skin, there's more to something this deep
The only reason we meet
The only hello, and the last goodbye
So keep your words, I'm not a fool
I've done this before, I know what to do
I see through the beauty, I see through you
I'm a good idea, You're not used to getting the truth
Keep your body, I don't want your self - abuse
Can't claim me your lover, Can't claim my lust
A loving heart that won't give,
A lonely body with everything to prove
I'm one of the few
You've been here before, trying to walk through the closed door
More than skin, there's more to something this deep
The only reason we meet
The only hello, and the last goodbye
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