The Best of You Is Still With Me
I need to find a little peice of mind.
Someone who needs me,
someone whose mine.
I thought you might be that one,
but talking is over your feelings are gone.
If it was ever meant to be,
you would be here right next to me.
Maybe I’ll find it once again,
I know now we can never be friends.
Call me selfish, call me a fool.
I can’t believe ever I wanted you.
You turned away and left me alone,
Our lives are split, our home is gone.
I had to choose between you two,
I’m glad of that, I don’t want you.
The only good I got to keep,
She’s mine, your gone I can finally sleep.
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