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Nobody Wins When Everyone's Losing
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February 2010
Never was enough when i messed up, for me to say sorry,
open a new book with every little lie, and you always ended the story,
never quite hit the mark, every time I said I care,
when I called you unique, it was like the thrift shop, someone to share.
Too much loving, with not enough fun,
is the recipe for heartbreak, and love to become undone,
for your knots always seemed too strong, never did I think they would wither,
and all it took was your selfishness, to become the scissor.
I wish to quit the heartbreaks, I am sick of always choosing,
how can anyone win, when everyone is losing,
passed over our bridge, paid more than simple fees,
now I am left broken, and songs are my only memories.
