I remember that time,
when we were friends.
Like lemons and limes,
too bad it had to end.

We went different ways,
I really had to grow up.
but where are you today?
I think we messed up.

I used to think it was me,
but I've only been nice.
In my pain, you can't see,
everything has its price.

In everything you could be,
thanks for not being there for me.
 
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