You where always the jealous one
I didn't know how to be right
You could always do anything
It was always like everything
Had to be done right by the book
I just don't want to know
Wipe the page, slap my silly face
Am I just wanting something blank?
Is it dead, is it all so bad?
We have to spend our lives apart
Could have been something beautiful
But I did it all so wrong
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