I smile so fakely, I wonder if anyone can tell the tears that are about to well…
Every little thing you said
Or at least tried to say
Was said in a way
That I couldn’t understand
There was no emotion
How was I supposed to tell
If you were sad, happy, mad, glad, or joking around?
I tried to tell you these things
But the words would never come out
I didn’t want to sound mean
So it only comes down to one thing
Since the beginning I liked you
The liking began to fade…
As I figured out who you were
Now it’s not too late
I’ll let you go, and never look back
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