Who are you?
What are you doing here?
What gives you the right
To steal my heart
To make me feel this way
You said it never mattered
What we had
What we shared
You came along
Had my heart
In the palm of your hand
Felt like you
Just tossed it out
Like it really didn’t matter
Well I’ll tell you this…
It matters..
It matters to me…

 
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