I asked you if you liked me, you said no.
I asked you if I was pretty, you said no.
I asked you if I was in your heart,
you said no.
I asked you if you would cry if I walked away, you said no.
So I walked away...
You grabbed my arm and said...
I don't like you, I love you...
Your not pretty, your beautiful...
Your not in my heart, you are my heart...
and I wouldn't cry if you walked away, I would die...
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