Day 2.

Day 2: That Special Her

And I don't trust you
'Cause every time you're here
Your intentions are unclear
I spend every hour waiting for a phone call
That I know will never come
I used to think you were the one
Now I'm sick of thinking anything at all

You ain't ever coming back to me
& that's not how this was supposed to be
You take my hand just to give it back
No other lover has ever done that

Maroon 5 | Through With You

Maybe the "her" isn't special, at least not anymore. That "simple love with a complex touch", I can't do it.

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