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I know you’ve been hurt by someone else, I can tell by the way you carry yourself. If you let me, here’s what I’ll do, I’ll take care of you. I’ve loved and I’ve lost.
I’ve asked about you and they’ve told me things, but my mind didn’t change. I still feel the same. What’s a life with no fun? Please don’t be so ashamed. I’ve had mine, you’ve had yours, we both know, we know. They don’t get you like I will, my only wish is I die real. ‘Cause that truth hurts and those lies heal and you can’t sleep thinking that he lies still. So you cry still, tears all in the pillow case, big girls all get a little taste. Pushing me away, so I give her space, dealing with a heart that I didn’t break. I’ll be there for you, I will care for you. I keep thinking you just don’t know. Try to run from that, say you’re done with that on your face girl, it just don’t show. When you’re ready, just say you’re ready. When all the baggage just ain’t as heavy, and all the parties are over, just don’t forget me. We’ll change the pace and we’ll just go slow. You won’t ever have to worry, you won’t ever have to hide. You’ve seen all my mistakes, so look me in the eyes.
‘Cause if you let me, here’s what I’ll do, I’ll take care of you. I’ve loved and I’ve lost.
It’s my birthday, I’ll get high if I want to, can’t deny that I want you, but I’ll lie if I have to. ‘Cause you don’t say you love me to your friends when they ask you even though we both know that you do. One time, been in love one time, you and your girls in the club one time, all so convinced that you’re following your heart. ‘Cause your mind don’t control what it does sometimes. We all have our nights though, don’t be so ashamed. I’ve had mine, you’ve had yours, we both know, we know. You hate being alone, you ain’t the only one. You hate the fact that you brought the dream and they sold you one. You love your friends, but somebody should have told you something to save you. Instead her said: don’t tell me, I don’t care if you’re hurt. I won’t tell you, you don’t care if you’re true.
I know you’ve been hurt by someone else, I can tell by the way you carry yourself. If you let me, here’s what I’ll do, I’ll take care of you. I’ve loved and I’ve lost.
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