Now that I think about it
I don’t blame us-
I mean-
We were outdated music
We were ripped clothes
I was bashing on ivory keys
You were walking into waves
You would cut and dye your hair
If I liked it and
I would change if I was pretty
I was always pretty
This was all about being displeasing
Sometimes you’d trip and I’d keep on walking
Not that you’d even hold it against me, right?
I never held it against you.
But you did throw all my stuff out your window
And let my CDs shatter on the ground
We broke all each other’s promises so we didn’t owe nobody
And that was how it all ended
Not long after that I re-began


I Don’t Blame Us

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