Stabbing you where it hurts
Wasn't my plan
Running towards you
Wasn't my idea
Swamping you with all that crap
Wasn't my best of interest
Going away from you
Wasn't my take on situation
I need more that just that
Only if
You could have been adequate
You could have been more apt
You could have been a little less loving
I could have been a lot more stingy
I could have been a lot more closed
Why did I lower the guard
Why did I put the wall between us
Why did I
Yours
You are my kryptonite
I often loose my mind
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