If you asked me…

If you asked me, how I’m doing, I’d say I’m doing just fine.

I’d lie and say that you’re not on my mind. 

But I’d go out, and I’d sit down, at a table set for two,

And finally I’m forced to face the truth. 

No matter what I say, I’m not over you.

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