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"I will stand by your side until the end of time,"

That is what he said, while I enjoyed every line

Never thinking of the outcome

Not knowing what he would become



He spoke love so softly, I would feel as I was flying

I was high above the clouds before I knew that he was lying

I was just another face in the crowd, a score to settle, a girl to abuse

I never saw it coming, that he could be so rude



He said all the things that I wanted to hear,

"I will always be around, forever I will be near,"

but as I looked he was never around

and he was happy with how he spent his time by the sound



The "love" was drug out, because I feared what he would do

Such a dangerous soul, he could break me in two

So I held on and played the game,

and eventually I learned all the tricks to play



Eventually it came to a bitter end

and the song died

So relieved that he was skipping town

I just cried and cried



Still I remember all his words

and I can't forget the game he played

but now he would never be a match

Against my trade