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Was it more than ordinary? Precious, favorite, necessary? Did I think that I could change your greed? Would I ever let you change me? Was I thinking about you all the time? Was I gonna die if you weren´t mine? Was I gonna make you feel OK? Were you gonna love me either way? No, no, no, I don´t think you know me yet I got a „no" for your patience A „no" for your pity A big „no" for how much you care „No" for your pleads and all your questions A big „no" for who you were So make yourself useful Get out of my life Disappear or whatever, just go, go You got three words for me But I got three for you too And that´s no, no and no Were you something I wouldn´t want to miss? Did you ever know how much I´d risk? Would I cry if you made me bleed? Were you gonna make it up to me? Did you know how easily you´d break? Do I think that it was by mistake?