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This is your doing, not mine
Of all the things you’ve spoken
That have made me feel broken
Now I’ll leave you a token
Your hands always felt so cold
At times you made me feel old
With you I could never be bold
Loving you has shot my soul
The stress has taken its toll
With you I’ll never be whole
You were sweet poison at first
Now you’re bitter and I thirst
For relief or I will burst
It’s our time to say goodbye
If I stay no doubt I’ll die
I never was the bad guy
