Channel Fck-U
Faded like bleached flannel
I didn't want him to be,
The harder I tried to stay in touch the less we talked ironically,
Via facetime became no more, and via text message couldn't restore,
What once was an indie match made in heaven,
Was another summer episode of a soap opera called "a cry for affection",
No regrets can be found here, cause it could not flourish with the girl in steady fear,
Heartbreak came long time ago to remind her the end elwould soon be near,
Who will guest star next time?
Will this ever end?
Will she ever learn?
We'll see next time on "love is made for fools"
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