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Things Aren't So Black and White

Sometimes I want to call you

and tell you that you were right

about so many of the things

that we said when we would fight

 

not to get you back

not even to make amends

not so we can be lovers

not so we can be friends

 

just to admit I was wrong

 

Sometimes I want to call you

and tell you that were wrong

about so many of the things

we fought about for so long

 

not to make us enemies

not drive you away

not to say that I was right

not to ruin your day

 

just to hear that you were wrong

 

maybe there is no wrong

maybe there is not right

maybe we knew that all along

things aren't so black and white

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Published
Apr 19, 2011
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