I'm sorry

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He grabs my wrist, as my fingers turn into angry fists.
And I whisper why can't you love me? I'll change for you. I'll play the part.

And I say baby, so I feel stupid to call you, but I'm lonely.
I don't think you meant it when you said you couldn't love me.
And I thought maybe if I kissed the way you do, you'd feel it too.

He said I'm sorry.

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