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Voicemail

It took me awhile

To figure it out

Just what you were up to

 

You had me fooled

Talking about your wounds

And what you went through

 

You strung me along

With a dance and a song

You were only out for you

 

You never spoke of love

And that's not enough

For me to hold onto you

 

So, don't bother to call

For I want it all

I'll let it go to voicemail, if it's you!

◄ I'm sorry

Until ►

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