With Her

Banoffee

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    Remember sitting in your car
    You hand on mine while I was driving you
    The subtle movement filled with nerves
    And beads of sweat, well they just seeped right through

    The denim of my jeans, we breathe like a dead shoreline
    Your eyes so honest, like a child's
    Felt like you were only mine

    Every time I saw your face I thought
    I had you on my own, that I was yours
    Every time I saw you on the screen
    I thought you were with me

    You were with her, her, her
    With her, her, her
    With her, her, her
    With her, her, her
    With her, her, her
    With her, her, her
    With her, her, her
    With her, her, her

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    Remember sitting in your car
    Your hands stretched out behind the driver's seat
    You said we had to hide it
    That they wouldn't understand you loving me

    And I never felt like such a pet
    And I followed every step
    My hand was yours to hold
    How silly now I know, how silly now I know
    To think we were alone

    Every time I heard your voice on the phone
    I thought I had you to myself, that we were alone
    Every time I saw your face on the screen
    I thought you loved me

    You were with her, her, her
    With her, her, her
    With her, her, her
    With her, her, her
    With her, her, her
    With her, her, her
    With her, her, her
    With her, her, her

    With her, her, her (Every time, every time)...with her, her, her
    With her, her, her (Every time, every time)...with her, her, her
    With her, her, her (Every time, every time)...with her, her, her
    With her, her, her (Every time, every time)...with her, her, her

    (Every time, every time)

    If you just don't get it, should I enjoy being hurt
    (Every time, every time)
    If you just don't get it, should I enjoy being hurt
    (Every time, every time)
    If you just don't get it, should I enjoy being hurt
    (Every time, every time)
    If you just don't get it, should I enjoy being hurt
    (Every time, every time)
    If you just don't get it, should I enjoy being hurt
    (Every time, every time)
    If you just don't get it, should I enjoy being hurt
    (Every time, every time)

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    Composición: Martha Brown

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