You say your going to a party with a friend
My heart drops
I know your going to drink
And there's not a thing I can do about it.
I don't want you to drink
I've told you a million times.
But I'm the one that apologizes
and says it's my problem
and it's my fault.
Who is the one at fault now?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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