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   I don't want to talk about things we've gone through...than it's hurting me,now it's history.

 I played all my cards and and that's waht you've done to...

nothing more to say,no more ace to play

  The winner takes it all,the losers standing small

beside the victory that's the destiny

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...but I was the fool,playing by the rules

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But,tell me does she kiss like I used to kiss you

does it feel the same when she calls your name

Somewhere deep inside,you must know I miss you ... but what can I say...

I don't want to talk if it makes you feel sad...

I don't want to judge if it makes you feel bad...