Into whose arms do you turn when the arms you want are the arms that hurt?
What do you do when the lips you long for are the lips that rejected you?
And what do you look upon when the smile you adore will not turn your way?
How do I live without you?
How do I smile?
How do I speak?
How do I breath?
Was it all only a lie?
That perfect look in your eyes?
The way you touched me?
Kissed me?
Was it all in my mind?
Don't turn away.
Come back and take it back.
Tell me that we're both fools.
Tell me we'll make it work.
Don't turn away.
Please . . .
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