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It was a tragedy, you had to see this love triangle catastrophe. It maddens me and saddens me how easy you could pass on me. But I should’ve seen it coming, I should’ve kept on running, away from all this pain, you got me heated like I’m gunning. All because of the dude with the colored eyes, apparently instead of me, he was your type of guy. But I still wanted to try, to make you see why instead of him, that it was me who was the perfect guy. I went about it wrong, and now you’re finally gone, and now I’m just another person writing heartbreak songs. You always said you loved me, you didn’t even try, I gave my life away for you and you’re with another guy. I said I’d kill a few people, if you couldn’t be mine. You looked me in the eye, said it was a lie. Now you’re sitting crying, rivers out your eyes because those few people were me, myself, and I.