I sit there talking, having a great old time.
But suddenly everything get's sublime.
Why must I speak?
Why has the wonder reached it's peak?
I didn't mean to hurt you.
But apparently that's the only thing I can do.
So I'll do it, I'll break it off.
I may want to give him a second chance, but tough.
If you don't like it then I don't either.
Even though you still talk to her.
But I love you, and I'd do anything to keep you.
Even though it's not always the best thing to do.
So for why do I be so big mouthed?
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