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January - June 2006 Don't cry to me anymore,
The wool's unwravelled,
You're just a whore,
And your second chances,
Aren't worth the romances,
I'd much rather be alone.
I used to revolve my life around you,
You think that I hate you,
Well, I'm bound to,
You laughed as I fell apart,
Goodbye,
To your blackened heart.
