Fine.
I'm sorry.
Is that what you want?
I'm still not sure
What I did wrong.
Fine.
Scream.
Yell at me.
I'll become the person
That you think is me.
Fine.
Go on.
Point the finger at me.
You think that I'm gone?
I guess that I'll leave.
Fine.
Cry.
You'll know what
It's like.
You say we're not friends?
You always were mine.
Fine.
Say sorry,
But don't change your tune.
You're not who you were,
And I don't need this you.
Fine.
Give up.
I give up too.
I guess I've done all
I can think of to do.
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