He left no time to regret
Kept his dick wet
With his same old safe bet
Me and my head high
And my tears dry
Get on without my guy
You went back to what you knew
So far removed from all that we went through
And I tread a troubled track
My odds are stacked
I'll go back to black
We only said good-bye with words
I died a hundred times
You go back to her
And I go back to.....
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I had to borrow Amy's lyrics to describe how I feel. I can not believe that I was foolish enough to be caught up in this fuckery. And now, as usual, I feel worthless and guilty.
Mrs. Lotus Blossom
