.
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sometimes , your friends with someone for a reason .
you know why you love them . you know
why you love spending time with them so much .
but other times , you just keep wondering why .
it's amazing how many different faces you have.
was i loved or used ? and will i ever know ?
when you called me ' friend ' , did you think it or
just wanted to keep me around because
of the advantages i would bring you ?
i don't know what to beleive and it's fucking killing me .
it may sound ridiculous , but i loved you so much .
and first person up , i'm replaced . today , someone
has taken my place and tommorow ,
i'll be plain fucking history . but why ? will you
do the same to her you've done to me ?
is it that , because you're a guy , you don't see things
the same way we do ?
honey , before calling some other person
your ' best friend ' , think twice of the motives why you're
friends with the person , cause you could just
end up making someone else sad .
you know why you love them . you know
why you love spending time with them so much .
but other times , you just keep wondering why .
it's amazing how many different faces you have.
was i loved or used ? and will i ever know ?
when you called me ' friend ' , did you think it or
just wanted to keep me around because
of the advantages i would bring you ?
i don't know what to beleive and it's fucking killing me .
it may sound ridiculous , but i loved you so much .
and first person up , i'm replaced . today , someone
has taken my place and tommorow ,
i'll be plain fucking history . but why ? will you
do the same to her you've done to me ?
is it that , because you're a guy , you don't see things
the same way we do ?
honey , before calling some other person
your ' best friend ' , think twice of the motives why you're
friends with the person , cause you could just
end up making someone else sad .
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