Everyone just gets up and leaves
It's quite an emotional scene
But they sent back the script in the mail
The end isn't finished you see
Love is a faceless mistake
Just about anyone can make
She sent back those roses I wrote
Reminding me we never spoke
Well Well Well
What an honest day
I've got a vague idea
that you're made of fate
You wear the same mistake i sell
This ain't going well...
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