
All this time I was wasting, hoping you would come around. I've been giving out chances every time and all you do is let me down, and its taken me this long baby, but i figured you out and you're thinking well be fine again, but not this time around. You don't have to call, anymore, I won't pick up the phone, this is the last straw, don't wanna to hurt anymore, and you can tell me that you're sorry, but i don't believe you baby like i did, before. You're not sorry . .
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