I saw you
Wanted you
I touched you
I left a scar
I held you
Tasted you
I f*cked you
I let you fall, hard
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And I'm not in love
I'm not in love
Severed like a rotten limb
The phantom sense is there
Our ways never had a chance
I wish she wasn't quite so rare
But, you can't force love