Someone That You Loved Before
You used to touch me
Baby now your touch has turned so cold
You used to want me
Now baby, you just want to let me go
I can see I'm losing you now
And I don't wanna
No I don't wanna be just
Someone that you loved before
Baby please don't let me be
Someone you don't love no more
Tell me we can make it right
Cause I'll do anything
To hold you in my arms
And then hear you say
You're back in love with me again
Is it over, baby are we over now for good
I know you're going if I can make you stay
You know I would
If I could just get through to you now
Cause I don't wanna
No I don't wanna be just
Someone that you loved before
Baby please don't let me be
Someone you don't love no more
Tell me we can make it right
I'd do anything
To hold you in my arms
And then hear you say
You're back in love with me again
Baby can't we give it one more try
Cause I don't wanna be the one you leave behind
Baby I don't wanna be
Baby tell me I can be
Someone you could love once more
Tell me we can make it right
Cause I'd do anything
To hold you in my arms and then
Hear you say
You're back in love with me again
Baby tell me I can be
Someone you could love once more
Tell me we can make it right
Cause I'll do anything
To hold you in my arms
And then hear you say
You're back in love with me again
Baby, you love me again
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