I remember still crystal clear
You took my trust
And turned it into dust
Said that you were tired
But how about me?
How about me.
See I'm haunted
It keeps coming back
I break down
To flashes
Of you and her
Every word
You and her
Every word
I remember still how I tried
Picking up the pieces of my heart
You say it's all done
But how about me?
How about me.
I am haunted
It keeps coming back
I break down
To flashes
Of you and her
Every word
You and her
Every word
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