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Damn girl, look at me now,
am i worthy enough, of an applause or a bow?
sorry i wasn't perfect, never wished us to end,
yet you locked me in the car, sent me speeding round the bend,

never stayed to watch me go, quickly jumped in another,
in a short amount of time females fucked the Vitale brothers,
maybe i should have fought, but i proved i'm only a lover,
how can you forget that, how many times were we undercover?

whether we were in love or not, at least what we had was fun,
now i don't know if i can build up the courage to yet again look for the one,
i'm not a one and done guy, fell in "love" twice,
with battle chested veterans trained at fakin nice,

trained at fakin feelings, but what the fuck do they matter,
when i've never missed you, only missed when my wallet was fatter,
maybe i should wake up from this coma and live for my future,
something up ahead must have been hidden on the brochure.