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I Don’t Want To Be Your Friend

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Did you see me last night
I was there in the dark
I saw her look at you, the way I used to
When I still had your heart.

I watched you take her hand
There was love in your eyes
I remember when you looked at me that way too
Before we said good-bye

I don’t want to be your friend
I just want to be your lover
I don’t think I can pretend
That you mean nothing to me

It’s hard enough to say good-bye
Even when you know it’s over
I don’t want to be your friend
I want to be your lover and when I think I’ve had enough
And I just can’t stand the pain
I reminisce about the way it felt
To have you every day
You know that every time I hear your voice
I still get a thrill
And there’s nothing I can do about it

Am I gone from your thoughts, forgotten somehow
When you be there with her
Does my memory stir, any part of you now
I know that I should concede, face the truth and all that
I know I should realize I’m not a part of your life anymore,
But I can’t

I don’t want to be your friend
I just want to be your lover
I don’t think I can pretend
That you mean nothing to me

It’s hard enough to say good-bye
Even when you know it’s over
I don’t want to be your friend
I want to be your lover