He Doesnt

He Doesn't Really Love Me,
He Really Doesn't Care,
He Doesn't Know I Waste My Life Wishing He Was There,
He Says I'm A Good Friend,
But Thats All We'll Ever Be,
And Nothing Could Be As Sweet As You And Me.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2007

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