Its ironic how I fall just to get back up again I fixed to cure this ailing bitter agony Maybe where the roads part you remember where we first met So tongue and cheek with stale irony, if it pleases you it pleases me Just an innocent call a telephone call Just an innocent call
Now if you were in bloom I’d pluck your petals clean Although I don’t seem low I can promise you my egos running me Then I'd be called you were the only one that didn’t fold But I just broke right down for you in an attempt to gain control Maybe I'm a waste of time
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Now if you were in bloom I’d pluck your petals clean Although I don’t seem low I can promise you my egos running me Then I'd be called you were the only one that didn’t fold But I just broke right down for you in an attempt to gain control Maybe I'm a waste of time
You were the only one that didn’t fold.
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