I told you I wish for things u can't give
My heart, my soul, my life back
These u can't give.
You came n went all in a dash
So I wonder what u left behind.
Or is that not your call?
Y then do u keep showing up
With that same long-drawn face
Appearing n re appearing at intervals?
Perhaps your mouth should send the msg
Since your face can't.
I will like to believe you're sorry
So simply walk-up n say the words
In italian, spanish, or pidgin if u like
-anything that'd make it easy for u
Cuz m tired anyway
I'm ready to change my sway
Since after all, the music changed a long time ago.
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