When you've got happiness in hand there just is no time to write about that man.
Then he ripes all of that right out of your hand and here you are again.
Throwing these words up like it'll get you somewhere.
But all you really want is to be nowhere.
He just simply didn't care.
Couldn't care.
And you're the only one to blame.
How you love playing this blame game.
Such a shame. You aren't the best player at this game.
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