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No Pity

and I'll laugh at the next fool to call my name in regret.
I left for a reason, I had my heart and my mind set.
But he kept calling me back for more
as if I never walked out that door.
He broke my heart
before anything could even start.
and I'll laugh at the next fool to bring me to my knees,
to make me swoon and to make me weep.
But he kept blaming me for his sins,
as if my heart didn't already sting.
He couldn't mend my pain,
it was something we couldn't obtain.
and I'll laugh at the next fool to break my heart.



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