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This isnt working out

You are the one I wanted,

My strength,

My doubt,

What is this mess all about

Are you mad

Are you afraid

Is this the price I pay

For wanting to know the truth

If we want this to work,

We need to meet in the middle

You gave me an inch

When I always gave a mile

I would have sacrificed anything for you

All the while I lived a lie

and in the midst I lied to myself

Told myself you were the reason

The reason behind my smile