You promised not to tell
I guess the whispers just leaked through
They weren't supposed to know
That I gave myself to you.
My reputation wasn't shit
Until you went and ruined it.
And now I sit here wondering how
You drift so far away...
It seems you always manage
To screw your own life up
Usually that's my job
But I guess I've had enough
 
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