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You say you love me, then turn your head
I'm inclined to think you loathe me instead.
Softly you tiptoe across my life
Smoothing ruffled feathers and calming strife
Are you stirring up things best left alone?
No knock on my door, no ring of the phone
Turning me this way, pushing me that
Stroking my ego, make me purr like a cat
But you can't fool me, you never could
You said you'd hold me but you never would.
Messing with things deep inside
Then stepping away, your time to bide
Faking me out, telling me lies
Being a Devil in an angel's disguise
Wanting you close, I push you away
You and your coldness, with me, will not stay
Just walk away and don't look back
I don't need you anymore, and that's a fact
I wish I could love you; you turn your head
I have no choice but to loathe you instead.
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