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When we began, i had no real idea,

that you only rented me like Ikea,

mama mia, i'm hating my Italian,

cause i can't be a rider with no stallion,

wrist wears the medallion, or maybe it's hidden,

how sterling of you to act innocent like a kitten,

but play D like Pippen, leave me for a ring,

the truth is you left me for a much better thing,

that has a better ring, sounds about right,

staying up late wriiting, sounds like my night,

checking up on sites, trying to forget,

trying not to hate, cause that introduces regret,

but as long as you're deadset on this path,

i will think i chose wrong over Kath,

did the wrong math, thought you were the answer,

left me so gracefully, just like a dancer.