I would tell you about my dreams
But what are they without sleep
What is it like to speak
With broken false teeth
Out of all the promises that we made
You were the one I couldn't keep
I'll remember you if you remember me
Once a well oiled machine
We've become far too rusted
We brought foes to smithereens
But we are now what's busted
Past or present I wish I was
The one you could have trusted
Apologies still unaccepted
And so am I
I tried so hard not to try
Never again in my fucking life
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