The New Girl

Seeing you with her tonite hurts so much
I know you weren't mine
Probably never will be
You asked me to dance and fed me a line

When you held me close
I never wanted you to let go.
The song would always end too soon
But now, seeing you with her
I realize how long the song is.

Are you telling her what you
told me?
Are you holding her the way you
held me?

I really thought you liked me
Isn't that what you said?
I know that I loved you,
and still do.
Seeing you with her tonite
Hurts more than words can describe

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