If you ask me how I'm doing
I would say I'm doing just fine
I would lie and say that your not on my mind
But I go out, and I sit down at a table set for two
And finally I'm forced to face the truth
No matter what I say I'm..
Not over you,

Damn, damn boy you do it well, and I thought you were innocent
Took this heart and put it through hell, but still your magnificent
I, I'm a boomerang, doesn't matter how you throw me
I turn around and I'm back in the game, even better than the old me
But I'm not even close without you


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