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I know the way that you move And I know the things that you do to get through to Parts of me, I tend to keep Far away and safe from you now I do not long for your arms And I don't care for your smiles and charm 'Cause you're not missed, I'm over this Find new hands to keep yours warm While I play nonchalant And I know I'm the one you want I'm sorry if you're hurt I'm sorry if this hurts But I'm immune to your best efforts So don't call, don't write Don't think of me tonight I hope you sleep with your heart broken Both eyes shut and no words spoken I never counted the days The morning you left until the day that you faded Out of sight and out of mind Past my thoughts 'till nothing stayed While you were debating your loss I spent my days and my nights without cause Of getting up and moving on Right past where you wish I was now I play nonchalant And I know I'm the one you want I'm sorry if you're hurt I'm sorry if this hurts But I'm immune to your best efforts So don't call, don't write Don't think of me tonight I hope you sleep with your heart broken Both eyes shut and no words spoken I play nonchalant And I know I'm the one you want I'm sorry if you're hurt I'm sorry if this hurts But I'm immune to your best efforts So don't call, don't write Don't think of me tonight I hope you sleep with your heart broken Both eyes shut and no words spoken I play nonchalant And I know I'm the one you want I'm sorry if you're hurt I'm sorry if this hurts But I'm immune to your best efforts So don't call, don't write Don't think of me tonight I hope you sleep with your heart broken Both eyes shut and no words spoken