I hate the way you make me feel
I hate the way you brush me off
I hate the way I'm nothing to you
when I still think you're everything to me
I'm always afraid that if you snap your fingers I'll do what you say
I can't live my life with you in the back of my head
reminding me of what we were and what I lost
and I read your profile and I read your journal
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