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I don't know what I'm going to do, About all these feelings for you, For years I've kept them hidden from view, Secret emotions that I only knew But I feel my eyes showing, I know they tell no lies, I just hope you haven't seen, Because I never could explain the why's Sometimes I think I'm going to, let them go, Sometimes I think I'm going to, let you know, What I carry around about you, These feelings hidden from view Then I ask myself; the question; Why have anything to do with love? Because, It seems to me, love is overrated, It seems to me, it's over stated, When all it does leaves you jaded, And your heart is left so raided Why have anything to do with love? It seems to me, love means together, It seems to me, it should last forever, But all it does is leave you crying, And inside your heart is dying Why have anything to do with love? It seems to me, love shouldn't be broken, It seems to me, the words should be unspoken, But all it does is do the taking, And you find it all so forsaking Why have anything to do with love? It seems to me, love shouldn't do the killing, It seems to me, it shouldn't have second billing, But you find yourself drinking from it's well, A deeper poison you could never sell Why have anything to do with love?
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