This story has two sides

So, shut up, this one’s mine

If I tell it my way

It’s you who’s too blame

You feel that burn?

It’s called shame

Something you should feel

Every damn day


Play with my heart 

I’ll tear you apart

Mess with my head

You’re better off dead

My threats are not empty

My words will be heard

The next time you see me

It won’t be me hurt


This is my side

Of the story we tell

This is my part 

Of out living hell

This is the end

A final farewell

This is it

So go to hell

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