There you
go again betting all your money on a horse that never even left the gate,
And all the
bookies that you had in your pocket
Now wanna
serve your heart on a plate
No, but I…
I don't
really feel much
You owe me
an apology every time we touch,
And darling,
if time's taught me anything,
It's that
People like
you aren't seen with people like me
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