I used to lay my head next to yours every night
now I can’t remember the color of your eyes
what’s become of my life.

Your hand in hers cuts like a knife.

You looked me in the eyes
said you weren’t with her
oh how you lie.
But the seeing you with her
is still a complete surprise.

Your hand in hers just isn’t right.

In you walked forcing me so close
to the betrayal of your new love.
I know it was me to set you free
But how is it that you find it so easy
to forget about me?

Your hand in hers is all I can see


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