Taken the Advantage
How was I supposed to know
It would come to this?
How could I have known
It was blinded bliss?
There was no way possible
To see this running
Actions so sneaky
Face so becoming
I asked God
Why I gave my love away?
I thought they were here
Here to stay
They were nothing but fools
Who deceived me in every way
I sit here, now
Going through the signs
Of how one could be so
And walk on out
I thought we had something
I thought we had a pact
I thought they had my back
But now there’s something wrong with that
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