You swore to me you hated me,
I swore my hate for you...
I had my fingers crossed behind my back,
Now I know you were lying too.(:
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86. Fingers Crossed
You swore to me you hated me,
I swore my hate for you...
I had my fingers crossed behind my back,
Now I know you were lying too.(: