It’s like 2different lives
Worlds apart
Yet somewhere and somehow
They end up entwining
When you’re with her
You’re one person
And then when you’re talking to me
You’re another
She doesn’t know about me
And I barely know about her
But yet
You’ve got us both wrapped round your little finger
And sometimes I feel so sorry
For that young woman, you call a girlfriend
Because you’d break her heart so terribly
If she had any idea of the things you said to me.
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Comments
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Hope this isn't actually happening to you, as it's horrible as I can relate in a way as I've been two timed before. I did once, when I was 13... Regret it a lot. So sad, but a nice twist on the original.
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