sitting on the fence
wondering what happened to me
why am i so cold sitting here alone
then i remember what i did to you
and i realize why im so confused
ive screwed up my life
i left you by yourself
now im sitting here
on my own mental shelf
im slightly stupid
for making you go
i wish i died
but on with life i go
ill learn for this mistake
i wont make it a gain
im slightly stupid
but im coming round the bend
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