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I've been good, done my best. Should have known, should have guessed. That i'm not, what you need. Still you left me deceived, you left me to bleed. You are beautiful, sexy from head to toe. But when i come around, you turn away. Not saying you're a miracle, but you're my favourite boy. And no one makes me feel this way. You are divine, you're playing my mind. But now you are slowly breaking me down. You spin me around, round and around. You've got style, you've got grace. I've got all the clichés. Been untrue, but i'm trough. Now i know what to do, i'll keep on fighting for you.