We were like soup.
Too soon,
Too hot
Became too cold.
There's some left in my beard.
It tastes weird.
This thing that I feared
From the start,
In my heart
I told you so.
I knew all along.
That's what I mean when I sing
Our breakup song.
Too soon,
Too hot
Became too cold.
There's some left in my beard.
It tastes weird.
This thing that I feared
From the start,
In my heart
I told you so.
I knew all along.
That's what I mean when I sing
Our breakup song.
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