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Memories Of Il Gatto
memories oh memories
why must you bother me?
your causing me such misery
I don't want to remember you anymore
all it does is break my heart just a little more
we both have somebody new
now why am I still thinking about you?
just a sight
now everything is back to not being right
I'd forgotten all about you
because you hurt me so through and through
I'm trying to let go
I love him more then anyone could ever know
I love him more then you
cuz babe remember things aren't supposed to go back to the way they used to
you keep walking around my house
I feel that you're the cat and I'm just a mouse
you flash that grin at me
and once again I'm plunged into misery
I was happy before you came around
now I'm back on the ground
why do you hurt me so?
when you're still the one who chose to go
I love him more then I ever did you
though you might think I'm lying, it is still true
he is more of a man then you
why must you bother me?
your causing me such misery
I don't want to remember you anymore
all it does is break my heart just a little more
we both have somebody new
now why am I still thinking about you?
just a sight
now everything is back to not being right
I'd forgotten all about you
because you hurt me so through and through
I'm trying to let go
I love him more then anyone could ever know
I love him more then you
cuz babe remember things aren't supposed to go back to the way they used to
you keep walking around my house
I feel that you're the cat and I'm just a mouse
you flash that grin at me
and once again I'm plunged into misery
I was happy before you came around
now I'm back on the ground
why do you hurt me so?
when you're still the one who chose to go
I love him more then I ever did you
though you might think I'm lying, it is still true
he is more of a man then you
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