And here I am..
And here I am,
Sitting in front of y'all.
So happily very much in love.
And there you are... And there she is...
And oh, how you hate me so.
But I did nothing. Nothing at all.
But maybe I did too little?
Or maybe too much?
Such a high pedestal I once put you on.
And now, here you are, With her...
All happy and shit.
All to fucking happy.
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