They say I'm crazy for loving you.
I tell them their wrong, they tell me no.
I start to wonder if I'm going to be with you because I got the blues.
Oh yes I do.
It's like being lonely when your not alone.
It's like a hurt that can be gone.
I'm trying to fight it, I'm trying to lose it, but all I end up losing is you.
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