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Je t’aime non plus
It’s a lie, so not true
I do, I do, love you
Our love is perdu

In this other life
I’m your girl
We’re having a ball
To hell with it all

I do miss you
Don’t wanna think it trough
It’s you in the mirror, not me
The only one I see

Twirling in my pretty dress
Beaming from the outside
Somewhere else such a mess
Love isn’t equal to pride

Judging myself
Like a judge in a war
Listening to my heart
Following the Northern star

I have always known you
That’s just the truth
My heart’s a bit blue
It still loves you