You mean the world to meYou know that.It's my fault this timeI admit; ButYou have had your shareAs well.But nowThat we are on about mine,Tell meWhere do I stand?Because right nowI feel likeYou are testing me,And I'm not in the mood for games!Or worseIf this is how our future isThen I thinkI'd rather back away,'Cause I hateTo pretend that we are fineWhen you clearly aren't.![]()
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