Why is it?

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By <font color=red>11 Tragedy's</font>

Why is it that I'm always thinking of him When he's never thinking of me? Why is it that I'm always wanting him to call And he never calls me? Why is it That when I'm with someone else I'm always thinking of him instead? Can you tell me And how Can you Say those Things to me And how Can you Treat me The way you treat me Saying you love me to my face Then I'm no one when I'm gone You say you love me to my face And when I'm gone I'm no one. Why is it That you have to be so cold When all I want is a warm day with you? Why is it That I even care When you don't care about me Why is it That I still bother When I know it's all over? Can you tell me And how Can you Say that That you want me And how Can you See me The way you see me Telling me it's me you want Then being together with her You say you want me to my face But I know it's her that you want.

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