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No slightness in the blow you give
To my mouth
Most likely trying to just go with it
And be like everybody else that

Tore up your dress on the cement
I felt bad for expecting it
Up until it's the very end

The grass that I hid all of my throwing up in,
In your backyard by the front porch
I lied when I came back in there feverish
And you could see right through me,
But said that I'm not being transparent

Tore up your dress on the cement
Made you blush with embarrassment
Which made me feel irreplaceable
But the way I act's unforgivable
And swore that it was just another accident
The way it looks is unsettling
The way my teeth hurt is unbearable
The way your T-shirt's unwearable

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