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This dress of mine, the one you’re using to dry your tears,
Makes me look fine, I’ve been waiting to talk to you for years.

You may think I should let go of this grudge,
You ruined love for me, you ruined us.

Many times I lay with you and stared in your eyes,
Many times I wanted to say to you, I know your lies.

Stand up and get off your knees, you’re looking pathetic just now,
As my self-esteem soars up the idolisation of you goes down.