What’s love got to do with it.. anyway?

Keep right on pretending.. I no longer care. 
I know what you're craving.
Within your despair…

I'm not like the others!
You're the pretender.
Pull up your bed covers,
You won’t surrender.

They all act alike now.
Not surprised you’re lost…
Poetic somehow..
Except for the cost.

See, I knew quite early..
Know love when I see.
Always sure in that way…
But it's only me..

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