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I knew when you first looked at me,

It was something in your eyes,

I knew that you would have me,

But you were just wearing a disguise.



I knew the first time you kissed me,

It was never meant to be,

And you carried on just using me,

But I'm not stupid. I could see.



I knew that I wasn't what you wanted,

In here. Deep, deep down.

But I still let you abuse me,

Cause I liked having you around.



I keep waiting for you to say it again,

Go on - tell me that you love me.

I know that you won't mean it,

But it means you'll get to fuck me.



Afterall that's all you wanted,

No strings attatched. A shag.

I think I knew that way back then,

But it felt so good to be used by you,

I didn't care.



I didn't care but I knew.