The
girl of mine
She's
gone to somebody's else
I
see her walking hand in hand
With
a man I hardly know
Along
the rows of windows shopping
With
the crowd in the midday lunch break
I
have no idea she is two timing me
I
get the choke in my heart
The
girl of mine
She
makes me cry
I
think she is the right one
Until
I see her in the midday mall
I
steady my gaze as I walk by
With
the crowd she turns her head to see
The
eyes tell me something else
“Maybe
to say she is sorry”
The
girl of mine
I
never pick up her call
She
texts me messages
But
it isn't alright girl
The
girl of mine
She's
gone to somebody's else
Leaving
me to lick my wound
She
makes me cry
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