Taylor
Face of an angel
Heart of a saint
I am sorry that boy
Made you taint
He had you wrapped around his finger
This you never did see
You thought you two would last forever
But now he has set you free
Now you are fickle
You cry at night
I am sorry he broke your heart
But I want to be your light
So please look around
I am here for you
I will never hurt you like him
All this I sware to be true
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