"Sad, small, sweet, so delicate
We used to be this dying breed
I got a bad feeling about this
I got a bad feeling about this"
Why do you always do this to me.
Why do I have to change for you.
Why can you not except that no one will ever be perfect
And not everything they do will make you like them?
Why can you not just say it out loud
So I don't have
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