why do I feel something ain't right,
that i don't believe you tonight...
that i don't believe you tonight...
i keep thinking girl that you ain't lonely,
where all I can do is picture you with someone new...
where all I can do is picture you with someone new...
every second, every minute and every hour,
mah agony tortures mah tormented soul...
tonight, in every little part of me,
all I do is think of you...
now, i'm so
lonely...
come and rip my bleeding heart out...
i can't take this pain anymore...
i don't want to be here on my own...
with just me
and mah radio...
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