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The last thing I'll do
Roses are red and violets are blue, you hurt me and I hurt you
We argued and squabbled and now that we're through saying I miss you is the last thing I'll do
I'll keep up the guise until I am dead so that you never know that you're still in my head
A love turned to hate, a friend turned to foe, there is pain in my heart that you'll never know
It's too late to try now, it's too dark to see, your the only one in the world who ever really knew me
But I'm glad that your gone no more walks in the park, no more joy in my life, no more love in my heart
No more being a shoulder when I needed to cry, no more giving me hope when I wanted to die
No more joking and laughter and now that we're through saying I miss you is the last thing I'll do
