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How can I be so blind?

To think that you made up your mind

Why am I so unconscious?

To think to you I’m so luscious

Am I that mislead?

To think you meant what you said

How did I get myself in this mess?

I thought it would be for the best

My point is . . . You don’t realize how deep you get

Until you regret the day we met