It was my fault
I rushed things
in every way
It was your fault
You rushed me
Into rushing
Things can't last
With people like us
Maybe it's just me
But maybe it's you
It hurts when I think
You've grown so cold
Short response in the day
Blank in the night
I know that I should
Walk away with my head high
I know that I should
But you've been so cold
And it hurts me when I think of the first
About Me
- Mark
- My name is Mark and I love beer. I'm a Cicerone Certified Beer Server, I homebrew, and I work at one of New Jersey's best liquor stores!
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