She's not coming back . . .


No! This can't be happening to me! I hate you, I hate you!!


I somehow think I like you . .



I spend my time just thinkin', thinkin', thinkin' 'bout you

Every single day, yes I'm really missin', missin' you

And all those things we used to, used to, used to do

It used to, used to be just me and you



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