I guess this is my hamartia, I guess it's my fatal flaw.
I guess I should say I'm sorry but I'm only sorry I could not.
You said you needed something else I just didn't hit the spot.
If I could rearrange anything I would tell you to stop (HA)
(drum fill)
So here is an ode to the faded hair dye and all of the lies that you left behind.
Here's a poem, to show'em what I had implied and all the accusations that I have denied.
I wake up in the morning and put on someone else's skin
I have never worn this face before let's take it for a spin
I'm not a man with a vision I'm a boy with a dream.
And I really cannot handle you walking over me.
You could have let me know that I jumped too many fences
(I never knew that you could weave these words around yourself)
So here is an ode to the faded hair dye and all of the lies that you left behind.
Here's a poem, to show'em what I had implied and all the accusations that I have denied.
So here is an ode to the faded hair dye and all of the lies that you left behind.
Here's a poem, to show'em what I had implied and all the accusations that I have denied.
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