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Whatever happened to that guy you use to know?

Do you see him anymore?

It's too bad with what happened

But I guess it goes to show

You can never be to sure

And all the things you told me

I still can't believe

It's a good thing he decided to leave

'Cause he treated you like a queen

Like a super model on the cover of a magazine

And everything he gave you was for free

With no gaurentee

And I know all this because that guy ~ was me

Don't you ever wonder

How he could've changed

Well he'd been so sweet for so long

How'd he ever drag you under?

Well now doesn't it seem strange?

That he wrote so many love songs

Don't tell me you don't remember

All the things he tried to do

Just to see a smile on your face

When he left you in September

You said some things that just weren't true

And now he dissapeared and vanished

Without a trace when you fell from grace

'Cause he treated you like a queen

Like a super model on the cover of a magazine

And everything he gave you was for free

With no gaurentee

And I know all this because that guy ~ was me

It's amazing how writing out your feelings can help you make amends.

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