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Everyone tells me that it's something,

I'm going to have to accept,

You didn't care about my feelings,

The night you told: the night I wept,

So this is what I get for loving you,

What I get for holding your hand,

Didn't you think how this would hurt me?

I don't think I'll ever understand.

So don't even try -- it'll just hurt more,

Don't bother -- I've given it all,

I'm tired of hearing your excuses,

I picked myself up only to fall,

I fooled myself into thinking you loved me,

Made myself believe you cared,

Maybe at one point did, but it seems like to me,

Your love was something that couldn't be spared.