Two hearts, one past
I was your lover
Cruel words broke us
You became another

I'm with the enemy in my bed
When the voice in my head
Tells me I should treat myself better
I know you don’t mean to be mean
When you’re hurting you'll see
You can see just how dark it is getting

So one hand is holding yours while
The other is waving goodbye
I love you, but it's your turn to fight
But one hand is holding yours while
The other is waving goodbye
I love you, but it's your turn to fight
It's your turn to cry

Poor you, so sad
But I think it's time now
Your two crimes were so bad
But can I lie down?

The enemy in my bed
When the voice in my head
Tells me I should treat myself better
I know you don’t mean to be mean
When you’re hurting you'll see
You can see just how dark it is getting

So one hand is holding yours while
The other is waving goodbye
I love you, but it's your turn to fight
But one hand is holding yours while
The other is waving goodbye
I love you, but it's your turn to fight
It's your turn to cry

Feel my heart break
Feel my heart break
Feel my heart break
As I walk away
Feel my heart break
Feel my heart break
Feel my heart break
As I walk away

So one hand is holding yours while
The other is waving goodbye
I love you, but it's your turn to fight
But one hand is holding yours while
The other is waving goodbye
I love you, but it's your turn to cry
It's your turn to cry

Boil my shoe.

While looking at you.

Gotta take a poo.

Selling hippies zero calorie stew.

The media is controlled by Jews.

I like poetry too.

Your poetry sucks.

Your poetry sucks.

Not mine.

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Not mine.

No. Your name's on it now. This is yours. You're responsible for this poetry.