THIS THING

This thing it bothers me, I wasn’t there
Some kind of lie you think, its just not there
I swear that I am true to you
My throat is hurting me from telling you the truth

I lie in your head as you lie in my arms

This thing it bothers me, I wasn’t there
And if you can’t see it, I just can’t care
To think that I would be so cruel
It’s ripping us apart and I don’t know what to do

I lie in your head as you lie in my arms

This thing it bothers me, I wasn’t there
Some kind of lie you think, its just not there
I swear that I am true to you
My throat is hurting me from telling you the truth
And I know I’m right

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