You're proud of all that sarcasm.
I call it deceit.
I trusted too much.
and was knocked off my feet.
You talked a lot of talk.
Really made me believe.
But you dont walk the walk
I cant stand it
I was down on my knees.
So goodbye to your lies,
I'm so glad to be free.
Oct 5, 2020
Oct 5, 2020 at 5:24 PM UTC
You're proud of all that sarcasm.
I call it deceit.
I trusted too much.
and was knocked off my feet.
You talked a lot of talk.
Really made me believe.
But you dont walk the walk
I cant stand it
I was down on my knees.
So goodbye to your lies,
I'm so glad to be free.
done with flaky people
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