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(A. Urban) I don't make the same old places that I used to And I seldom let you cross my mind And I tell myself I'll soon forget you That it's just a matter of time. I tell myself that I don't miss you That the tears will never find my eyes But I've told so many stories I'm beginning to belive my own lies. --- Instrumental --- I have burned all the letters that you wrote me And I took your picture from the frame And I pretend that I've never known you That I never mentioned your name. I tell myself that I don't love you That the tears will never find my eyes But I've told so many stories I'm beginning to belive my own lies. I'm beginning to belive my own lies... |