When I was little,
No one taught me to see things out to the end,
I guess that's why I've always been so good at starting something,
And then making a bigger mess of it,
Now I've taken apart your soul into tiny little pieces,
And I won't be able to help you put it back together,
Because I still haven't learned how to do it for myself.
Jul 9, 2013
Jul 9, 2013 at 8:18 AM UTC
When I was little,
No one taught me to see things out to the end,
I guess that's why I've always been so good at starting something,
And then making a bigger mess of it,
Now I've taken apart your soul into tiny little pieces,
And I won't be able to help you put it back together,
Because I still haven't learned how to do it for myself.
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