Brandi
You make me cryWith this love
And this hate.
And I can't help but to remember
How we'd shove
And how he says it never too late.
It makes me remember you lie
About living above
And must of all
The need I couldn't state.
And it makes me cry
Because I did truly love
But I just couldn't wait.
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