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What to do?
Why do I torture myself
With your presence
Your beauty of unknown
The mysterious effect on my soul
The things it makes me do
I stand in awe of your mate
Wondering how in the hell
He swept you off your feet
I wonder why a guy like him
Gets a girl, but I get none
Nice guys finish last
I get the scraps
While scum get feasts
I try my hardest
To make things work
Do everything I can
To lose in the end
I don't want to lose you
Before I even had a chance
What can I do...?
