As to say "I love you", means nothing to how I have shown it.
I remember nights I could feel you.
Thinking back now to having picked out your favorite beer.
How did I know?
How did I know when you would call?
Or at times when you were lying, though you lie all the time;
Especially to yourself, my stupid love.
I'm gonna guess,
None of it mattered.
How could I know what to think,
Loving a liar;
Loving you.
How could I?
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