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I don't know how to fight,

I can't make all this right.

I know I made you mad,

But you made me so sad..

You hurt me, don't you frickin see?

You can't blame all this hell on me.

I made a choice, which I regret,

But, come on, girl! Forgive, forget.

Just let it die, just let me live,

I've given all that I can give!

Why can't you just get over it?

I hurt you, so? You're not dead yet.

You hurt me too, you just don't know.

Because I didn't cry and moan.

I'm frickin sick of all this crap,

I shouldn't have taken the rap,

Cuz all this pain is not my fault,

I caused some, yeah, but not quite all.

You need to learn to take some blame,

Before you start to hate my name.

I don't know how to fight,

I can't make all this right.

I know I made you mad,

But you hurt me so bad..

           - Lo Ruhamah