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The end result wasn't what you expected I fled the scene, like a coward, agreed, but you can't change the rules in the middle of the game. I won't suffer your indulging of insecurities I tip-toed around you while trying to be true to you. Fighting doesn't really fix anything and denial isn't all it's cracked up to be. You found the nerve to call me selfish. Well, sure, I'm thinking only of me. The end result wasn't what you expected. My obligations are second degree. But, now the burns are healing from the inside out. |
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Song info: Lyrics written 2008 in Asheville, NC by James Moats | ||
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