| We walked along the beach, what a moon lit night
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| He held my hands in his, he kissed me, he said
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| «I wanna spend my life with you, I want you for my wife»
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| Just then I thought:
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| What about the times you lied to me?
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| What about the times you said no one would want me?
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| What about all the shit you’ve done to me?
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| What about that, what about that?
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| What about the times you yelled at me?
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| What about the times I cried? |
| You wouldn’t even hold me
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| What about those things?
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| What about that, what about that?
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| I took a pause then a deep sigh
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| He looked right into my eyes as he said
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| «I know I didn’t say somethin' wrong»
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| I didn’t have the courage to say but then I thought:
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| What about the times you lied to me?
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| What about the times you said no one would want me?
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| What about all the shit you’ve done to me?
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| What about that, what about that?
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| What about the times you yelled at me?
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| What about the times I cried? |
| You wouldn’t even hold me
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| What about those things?
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| What about that, what about that?
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| What about the times you hit my face?
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| What about the times you kept on when I said, «No more please»
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| What about those things?
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| What about that, what about that?
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| What about the times you shamed to me?
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| What about the times when you said you didn’t fuck her?
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| She only gave you head
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| What about that, what about that?
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| Don’t wanna live my life in misery
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| Don’t tell me you did it cause you love me
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| I don’t believe, I’m sick and tired, your deceptive games
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| Wonder, where you have been, I can’t live life wondering
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| My heart was poundin' but the time had come
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| To stop lettin' my whisperin' heart control me
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| And tellin' my screamin' mind what to do
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| I looked him straight in the eyes and then I said:
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| What about the times you lied to me?
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| What about the times you said no one would want me?
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| What about all the shit you’ve done to me?
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| What about that, what about that?
|
| What about the times you yelled at me?
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| What about the times I cried? |
| You wouldn’t even hold me
|
| What about those things?
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| What about that, what about that?
|
| What about the times you hit my face?
|
| What about the times you kept on when I said, «No more please»
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| What about those things?
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| What about that, what about that?
|
| What about the times you shamed to me?
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| What about the times when you said you didn’t fuck her?
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| She only gave you head
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| What about that, what about that?
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| What about the times you lied to me?
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| What about the times you said no one would want me?
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| What about all the shit you’ve done to me?
|
| What about that, what about that?
|
| What about the times you yelled at me?
|
| What about the times I cried? |
| You wouldn’t even hold me
|
| What about those things?
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| What about that, what about that?
|
| What about the times you shamed to me?
|
| What about the times when you said you didn’t fuck her?
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| She only gave you head
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| What about that, what about that? |