And now you ask about you and I, there's no you and I.Remember what you put me through,I had to, wake up and smell the break-up, fix my heart put on my make-up, another mess I didn't plan.And I'll bet, you thought you'd beat me,I wish you'd could only see I got an I heart question mark,written on the back of my hand. And I know,someday you will...Wake up and smell the break-up,realize that we won't make-up,it didn't go the way you planed,and you'll know you didn't beat me..

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