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| Died of a broken heart |
| by Cathy |
As days go by
I think of you
And i start to cry
And i believed that all you said to me was true
You said you'd never lie to me
Or cheat
But now I see
As my heart takes its last beat
As you stand in front of me
As i'm lowered into the ground
You wished there was more time to see
As your heart starts to pound
You don't understand why
That I had to go like this
To never say good-bye
Or have one last final kiss
You lost the love of your life
And all you could think of is me
As you stand there with this knife
You say to yourself, this is the way it has to be |
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