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#Past.1
Why does this hurt, I was the one that ended
I feel like dirt, had a thought that you pretended
But I guess it’s true, on holiday you go
With your new boo, up in my face you show
You just need a reaction, but I refuse to give in
No satisfaction, breaking down would be a sin
But I hope she’s happy with you, cos you know I wasn’t
I’m glad we’re through, your love was rotten
I feel like dirt, had a thought that you pretended
But I guess it’s true, on holiday you go
With your new boo, up in my face you show
You just need a reaction, but I refuse to give in
No satisfaction, breaking down would be a sin
But I hope she’s happy with you, cos you know I wasn’t
I’m glad we’re through, your love was rotten
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