But you didn't have to cut me off.
Make out like it never happened and that we were nothing.
And I don't even need your love, but you treat me like a stranger and that feels so rough.
And you didn't have to stoop so low,
Have your friends collect your records and then change your number.
I guess that I don't need that though.
Now you're just somebody that I used I know.
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