This ain't Love

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deep down i know this never work
not until we realized that our stories barely has no meaning
or maybe it's just me,
and that's always made everything of it hurt so much more

we argued that night, and i know i was wrong trying to figure it out that i should not
we fight like we never did
and again, i'm blaming my self for what just happened
and again, you left me just like you never did

but today,
i find you lay down on my bed, like everything was ok
you gave me a beautiful smile like we still crazy in love
oh baby, this ain't love, not in that way

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