I once waited for an apology
But now I don’t need your sorry.
I can’t even return to the naive me
To pretend to believe your sob story.
Why don’t you save your acting,
For someone who still worries?
I once waited for an apology
But now I don’t need your sorry.
I can’t even return to the naive me
To pretend to believe your sob story.
Why don’t you save your acting,
For someone who still worries?
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So relatable.
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