I was angry

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You are my pretty little sadness,
I believe some of you get this.
I'd rather cry because of her,
Than times I layed in the dirt.
Nothing is easy to me, I promise.
I really thought I had got this.

How could I know what's wrong,
What is right.
Should I have left months ago,
Or put on a big show,
Just to make you stay?
How could I know what's wrong,
What is right.
Am I the one to decide?

You are my perfect waste of love,
You tell me I'm giving too much,
Yet to you I'm still not enough?
Can we please just stay in touch?
Bye, I really can't see you now,
Love won't trick me now, now, now.

I want it to end,
Please hurt me,
I want it to end,
Please hurt me.

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