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You watched me cry,

you knew I was in pain.

You casued me som much sarrow,

and you never made it up to me.

You looked me in the eyes and said you loved me,

but I should've known that was just a lie.

How many more did you tell?

How long did you waste your own time?

If you didn't want me you shouldn't have asked me out.

Now that we're over,

and you pay no attention to me,

I'm goona do what ever I can to through this shit back at you.

I want you to cry,

I want you to know how it feels.

Now that I'm goona see you more,

watch over you shoulder.

It's my turn now,

and you'll know how bad I fuckn feel.