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You Remembering Me
I rarely look back on you any more
You treated me like a fuckin’ whore
When… if you grow up I really do wonder
If you’ll ever look back on me, an ex-lover,
And feel depressed and upset
That I wasn’t the one you kept?
You treated me like a fuckin’ whore
When… if you grow up I really do wonder
If you’ll ever look back on me, an ex-lover,
And feel depressed and upset
That I wasn’t the one you kept?
Published 1st Sep 2011
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