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Definition of my life
This is the story of a broken heart
 No, this is the story of my heart
 Yes I do have feelings up inside of me
 Thats why I can't let others look inside and see
 They can't know how my heart feel
 Because in my mind they're not sincere
 No one is, they're out to get me
 Out to kill me and leave me empty
 They want abuse me and misuse me
 And in the end they all confuse me
 For a little stupid girl
 
 Maybe I let my heart talk to much
 Or maybe I dont let it talk enough
 I dont know what it is but I wish I knew the cure
 To be able to find love and still be pure
 Dont want sex to be the reason that we last so long
 Because sex could be the reason that your life goes wrong
 Have people saying "look at her just another statistic"
 So I have no intentions to even risk it
 But he makes you feel if you dont risk it, you dont get it
 Love that is, but he can forget it
 
 That line right there just made me run
 So here I sit back at point one
 Never knew how love felt and probably never will
 Especially with boys nowadays I'm a done deal
 And please dont think I dont know the game
 You can post me up in its HALL OF FAME
 I know every trick in the book
 So when you do it I intentionally over look
 Truth is people who run game has a name and that name is not nice
 Let that marinate in your head and make you think twice
 But in the end Im the one who sits all alone
 And when love comes in town I'm not its home
 But i guess thats just the definition of my life
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