Imagine seeing him at town holding another hand. She is staring me down, so I figured that she knows, he must’ve told her who I am.
But it doesn’t matter either way what they do or say, ‘cause ain’t nothing changed. He is standing with her, but his soul is calling out my name.
In my mind I’ll always be his lady. In my mind I’ll always be his girl.
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