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I don't know how you did it,

But thanks for saving me,

Somewhere between 'not my type' and 'just for me',



You should have seen the carnage,

The crying, the horror,

There might as well have been no tomorrow,



But I know you, you're the next ex,

Or so I keep thinking in the back of my head,

Not that my bet's not on you,

But if you loose, I'm quitting ahead.