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I don't put a smile upon your face no more I can't make your heart shine like it did before You don't listen to my stories anymore You can't comfort me the way you did before Was I too loud, was I too bad Was I too open Was I too high, was I too fast Was I too close I don't feel your lips like the first kiss I'd rather run away than sit to face the truth Was I too proud, was I too hopeful Was I too needing Was I too crazy, was I too long Was I too giving No matter how far, no matter how long I will be there