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Will it be, that you tell her
The same things you used to tell me
And that you make love to her
Just like you used to do with me
And when you come home at night
If she asks how your day was
Will you tell her everything
And will she believe you like I used to

Will it be that it's all over
That I was the one who lost the most
Maybe it will be that, even unintentionally
You might someday feel like coming back

Will it be that you no longer think
About my love
If you were so happy with me
Will it be that she knows and pretends not to know
That I loved you, that I love you, and I will love you

Will it be that she knows and pretends not to know
That I loved you, that I love you, and I will love you

Will it be that she knows and pretends not to know
That I loved you, that I love you, and I will love you