when you wanta be mad but its your own fault you knew damn well along. the hope in you wants to believe that this time, this guy, he'll realize what he has and maybe if you'd hav stayed ignorant, blind even then you could just be happy...naively happy. but you know now and slick you've been doing the same thing but it all still hurts to know. even tho you knew you probably weren't the only one. maybe its better, ignorance is bliss because with knowledge comes too much responsibility.
I wanta be mad but I've been doing the same thing I guess...
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