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She was sitting on the table,
With her hands around his neck
And with her memories inside him.
She put enough of make-up
To let him see her eyes and lips
And kissed his hair with her fingertips.
It would be too sad to let him know
That she doesn't love him anymore,
Cause it's finished... it's finished.

She was knocking on his door
And cried the rivers wearing out,
Even her pillow was a better friend!
She strained her voices, reaching him,
And pulling out all the stops,
She once has asked - 'Oh, what it's worth!?'
She left no stone unturned
Until she got to know
That she doesn't love him anymore...
Cause it's finished! Everything is finished...


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