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Jan 2012
Paint my smile on at night, and it's smeared off by dawn
Need to set all this right just so I can move on
These things that I love, they aren't letting me breathe
Don't need a sign from above, I'll just pack up and leave

I used to think maybe I'd wait and he'd show
Taught myself not to hate time for going so slow
Patience is nice, till it starts wearing thin
That's when biding your time starts tasting like sin

Fool me once, fool me twice, do me wrong, make me cry
Did you know this whole time I've been telling a lie?
I was never the victim, just a generous crook.
It was me using you. Oldest trick in the book.
Sarah Caroline
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Sarah Caroline
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