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Standing there

Ide give you my time but I'm afraid you'd waste it
Bleed me dry of every minute
Play you're games and mince my words
What you hear is not what I heard
Lead me down the garden path
Not everything comes clean in the bath
Ide give you my heart but you'd only break it
Cast it aside and forsake it
Leave me praying without a prayer
Leave me naked standing there
Written by cheesa
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