Sitting back, what are you waiting for?
This has happened to many times before.
I’m starting to wonder if you really mean what you’re saying.
We were perfect from the start.
And then we just fell apart.
Why is it that I find myself blaming her?
I found the apartment
That you scribbled on this parchment
It led me straight to you
But I found her
Long legs, tan skin
The perfect form of sin
Too bad I couldn’t see
Straight threw all this bullshit
So now I’m laying in this bed with my back against the wall
And I think about it all
And then I rest the pillow on my head, wishing I was dead
Cause of what I saw
You took the key away from me
And broke the lock
And as my heart pounded against my chest
I felt it slowly stop
I found the apartment
That you scribbled on this parchment
It led me straight to you
But I found her
Long legs, tan skin
The perfect form of sin
Too bad I couldn’t see
Straight threw all this bullshit
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