How can you be so blind, to not see?
But when you know the truth, you blame it on me.
I remember the scissors
I remember the belt
I remember the way those things were held
Looking at your face, I thought I was staring in space
You gave up on me so easily,
I guess I was right.
You are heartbroken not because of I
but because it reflects on you
figured that you didn’t do it right
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