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             Three's a crowd, it screams so loud.

              She looks at me, see.  

I look at her face, wish we were in a different place.

         A different time, when it would be fine.

              I confess.  A mess.

              I'm dreaming.

   To get rid of him, im scheming        

            The memories flow, away from here, we could go.  A love we still share, we still care.  

             We understand, we hold hands.

              A long night before the dawn.

             Two's greater, than three, can't you see.

             I wish it were just her and me.