Texty: The Perfect Guardaroba. Stereotype.

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When you left my daylife
I couldn?t believe it true
When you tried to go away from me
I tried to be sure of this

All of your lies and all of your vices
Now you can blame me but I know you ?re not right
My mind is still remembering you and all my wasted time

My love is not for rent and my life is not a stereotype

When you tried to go back to me
I?ve been no words for this
When you thought our world like a game
I excluded you from my life but for me it was the same.