And you were, oh so currently crazy
I remember a time way back when it was all a little bit easier
An Atlantic breeze some will go so far as to say
You had your halcyon day, and now we do pray that time does indeed get to stand terrifically still again
Only for you to choose a better, far more flagrant route
With only ever the truth swarming about your pretty mouth, please…
For it seems to be the rather constant case that I’ve had my absolute fill
Problem being you’ve distilled yourself on up inside of me
I’m the lonely show pony with nowhere else to turn, squirming to earn my every worth
Can you not simply see that it hurts so very much

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