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He said:

I may be to blame
That nothing was the same
Ever since I played that game
On you.
The one where I go back and forth between different girls trying not to get caught.

I ought
To give you a sincere apology
But you, you've already got your mind made up.
You hate me and my infidelity.
You want solidarity

I can't give you that
My cheating has become so addictive
You already have my every move predicted.
So stop acting conflicted.
All you have to do is move on.
You smart
and you deserve better.

You smart and you deserve better

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