do'nt tell me you love me
with a slap on the cheek
do'nt say that your sorry
youll make me go weak
do'nt say that you care
when you pushed me away
do'nt play with my hair
when ive had a bad day
do'nt call me on weekends
do'nt call me at all
do'nt say that were friends
when were nothing at all
do'nt say your my father
when you mean not a thing
i do'nt want to be a bother
move on with your fling
do'nt say that you love me
when all you do is run
do'nt say that your sorry
were thru dad im done
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I would like to translate this poem