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Its probably once a day or more, I wish I never found love.
Probably once a day I wish I was torn apart from him.
Probably twice a day or more, he makes me upset with the swells of tears.
I can't count how many times a day I wish I could break up with him.
But when I think about it, I would be nothing without him.
Somedays I hate to love him, and others, I love to love him.
But today, I love to hate him.
Probably once a day I wish I was torn apart from him.
Probably twice a day or more, he makes me upset with the swells of tears.
I can't count how many times a day I wish I could break up with him.
But when I think about it, I would be nothing without him.
Somedays I hate to love him, and others, I love to love him.
But today, I love to hate him.