| On the last time we met, your love was there
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| You held my hand, bit your tongue
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| Shut me out, spilled my blood all around
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| Yeah, it wasn’t easy to be happy for you
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| Yeah, I took the poison praying you’d feel it too
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| You held your punches back and I left the room
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| Yeah, it wasn’t easy to be happy for you
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| All alone you always felt
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| We dragged you down, gave me hell
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| Made your bed, now you sleep
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| On your own, yes, well, see…
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| Yeah, it wasn’t easy to be happy for you
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| Yeah, I took the poison praying you’d feel it too
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| You held your punches back and I left the room
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| Yeah, it wasn’t easy to be happy for you
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| I know that you tried
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| But you’re no friend of mine
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| Falling apart
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| You played it the best
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| A dame in distress
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| Yeah, it wasn’t easy to be happy for you
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| Yeah, I wrapped my neck and prayed that you’d feel the noose
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| I saw the restaurant table for two
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| Yeah, it wasn’t easy to be happy for you
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| Yeah, it wasn’t easy to be happy for you
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| Yeah, I took the poison praying you’d feel it too
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| You held your punches back and I left the room
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| Yeah, it wasn’t easy to be happy for you
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| Yeah, yeah
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| Yeah |