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What she doesn’t know
Can’t hurt her
Cause I’m not gonna go spreading stories ‘bout us to the world
What she doesnt know
Can’t blame her
It’s not my buissness who you talk to, who keeps you warm at night
The bed is cold when you’re not around
Like a bunker thats underground
I try to
But I can’t breathe
When you’re with her I fall apart
I Just can’t help it that you break my heart
I want to
To be free
Its funny how she looks a bit like me
Talks a bit like I do
Wears clothes from stores I go to
It’s funny how we both like the same things
She sings the songs that I sing
And I know what you’re thinking
But shе’s still not me
No she’s just not me
Shе’s just your ty-y-ype
Ty-y-ype
Ty-y-ype
There’s so much I know
About you
Like how you always have to be the loudest in the room
There’s so much I know
About you
That’s how I know that this won’t help you move on from me
Its funny how she looks a bit like me
Talks a bit like I do
Wears clothes from stores I go to
It’s funny how we both like the same things
She sings the songs that I sing
And I know what you’re thinking
But she’s still not me
No she’s just not me
She’s just your ty-y-ype
Ty-y-ype
Ty-y-ype
I know it’s not her fault that i feel this way
She doesnt know the things you used to say
And It is oh so hard getting through the day
When there is nothing I can do that’s gonna make you stay
And I don’t wanna spend the day comparing
What does her hair look like? what is she wearing?
So I’ll sit by the piano, and I’ll start declaring
And I suppose it’s all my fault for even caring
She’s just your ty-y-ype
Ty-y-ype
Ty-y-ype
She’s just your
Ty-y-ype
Ty-y-ype