Why do I always have to say sorry
Am I just nice
Is it poisen in your mouth?
To be percise
Because I'm sick of it
I'm tired of being kind
I hate the sadness the bottomless pit
Thats always on my mind
You should be sorry
For what you make me feal
I thought we were true friends
It all felt so real
But it was a lie
I didnt do anything wrong
I'm not going to cry
I'm not saying sorry
I think I'd rather die
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When I was younger my mum put poison in my mouth for swearing but when I say poison I mean soap Lolz
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