What a Shame

Wasted hours, slowly adding up to
Wasted days, I'm accumulating
Wasted months, which means
I wasted years, wasting away

But don't you see? It all worked out
Because your lies were wasted on me
I'm mailing back the time you stole
Along with a poisoned goodbye





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