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trust is a simple suggestion, i'm guessin,

you don't like me anymore, askin the question,

i knew the answer before my cell even vibrated,

and i was given the answer, we won't make it,

sadly mistaken and screwed over many times,

passed all of my time smokin plenty of dimes,

going back to mime, not feeling, speaking or caring,

and when it comes to any feelings i won't be sharing,

truth or dare? either way it's the pain,

that drives a once happy man crazed towards insane,

the bad ones will always be the ones who claim they're good,

no longer will i fall for tricks, it's now understood,

how did you plan on telling me? i'm mourning,

don't expect to see me slip again and text morning,

to the first person i think of, she'll be the first,

to rup my heart out or worse, place me in a hearse.