Why'd I Stick Around
Reflecting on many
affairs of the heart
I could always tell
right from the start
if they were not meant to be
The timing, always off a bit
sense of humor simply uncomfy
on trifles, we'd bitterly disagree…
Why’d I stick around
burying each relationship in the ground
‘Cos I just couldn’t say ‘No’
Fool that I was ~ couldn’t let Love's illusion go
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