by Baby, I’m still missing you,
wishing I was kissing you
but you drove away
one dark and lonely day;
that’s what I get for pissing you – off.
Baby, I’m still missing you,
wishing I was kissing you
but you drove away
one dark and lonely day;
that’s what I get for pissing you – off.
A (wise) man of two faces 
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