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Love is built of truths. 
 When are you going to tell her the truth? 
 The thought of being with me and with her,
 At the same time drives me out of mind.  

How much longer can you hide 
By drinking alcohol and going to parties with her
 And dancing on the song we were making love? 

 She steals your attention.  
When are you going to tell her the truth? 
 The thought of kissing her the way you kiss me,
 Makes me lose the control.  

You lost your mind between two women, 
And now you don't know which one to choose. 
 But you can't go on like this endlessly.  
Sorry, but I can't.

In whose hands is your love? 
 Or maybe you don't love anyone. 
 While it's easier for you, 
It's a torment for myself.