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i can be a grudge holder
for a bit and then let it go
so i let it go, went with the flow
you say you're sick
but with your dance moves you'd never know

you tried ignoring me
as i stand hurt inside
pondering what i did to have my insides cry

now you're sick
and now you need me
i rub your back,
as you tilt your head
then we lay you down,
time for bed

but it's all my fault
that this is dead

present me a reason why, why you did "nothing wrong" and because of my day off from mobile connection i'm the bad guy, but nothing before this matters, because you can never be fully wrong, never fully stand up and admit to the headaches and tearing up from inside out that you've caused, i've explained but you claim i don't, i guess you never listened, to you i'm a joke, open your ears and realize what i've said, open your eyes and see what you might have lost, one day you'll find the map to find your way back