He called his friend on FaceTime After we had sex the first time I never talked to him again And I don't think I Ever told him why Could this please, hurt more please? I'm holdin' onto a memory When you hurt me, I go crazy I'm holdin' onto anythin' La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la, ah (I'm not here for your money and you know it) You think girls from east LA All kinda talk the same I didn't know how I could say Every word from your mouth It all tears my heart out Could this please, hurt more please? I'm holdin' onto a memory
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