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Why
I met you once
 In the little coffee house I worked at
 Being new in town, you were looking for guidance
 You were in a hurry so you did not stay to chat
 You were on your way
 Through the country
 Was all that you would say
 You said `thank-you’ blithely
 And you were on your way
 
 It must’ve been fate
 For, just three weeks later
 I saw you walking through Wal-Mart at a slow rate
 When, at the coffee shop, I never thought I’d see you after
 We got to talking
 Sitting by the windows in the McDonald’s inside that store
 And it seemed as if my life was brightening
 But, of you, I wasn’t sure
 If I would see you again, was something that I couldn’t help asking
 
 Every instinct I had was saying to run
 Every instinct I had was saying to stop talking
 They said I should have stopped this before it had even begun
 But, that I didn’t listen, was shocking
 
 Why didn’t I listen?
 Why did I stay?
 Why did I fall for the way your blue eyes would glisten?
 Why did I join in this silly play?
 Why did you have to play me like that?
 Why didn’t you stay away?
 Why did you keep me to chat?
 WHY AM I MEANT TO LIVE THIS WAY?!
 
 
 You became my boyfriend
 And I was hooked
 On you, I came to depend
 So much, that it was impossible to become unhooked
 Being in foster care
 I needed someone
 And, my troubles, you were willing to bear
 You were willing to care for the poor little girl that was broken
 You took away my despair
 
 But I knew the goodbye was coming
 The inevitable
 The gut wrenching
 The terrible
 The thing I know most about
 But am too stupid to avoid
 That will come without a doubt
 The thing that, for many years has, with my heart, toyed
 The goodbye that causes, in me, a burnout
 
 Every instinct I had was saying to run
 Every instinct I had was saying to stop talking
 They said I should have stopped this before it had even begun
 But, that I didn’t listen, was shocking
 
 Why didn’t I listen?
 Why did I stay?
 Why did I fall for the way your blue eyes would glisten?
 Why did I join in this silly play?
 Why did you have to play me like that?
 Why didn’t you stay away?
 Why did you keep me to chat?
 WHY AM I MEANT TO LIVE THIS WAY?!
 
 STOP THIS!
 Stop this pain
 That is brought on every time I think of your kiss!
 Won’t you explain
 Why you did this?!
 Stop the acting!
 Stop the madness!
 Stop binding
 Me to you and your phoniness
 
 Why
 Why
 Why
 Why
 WHY?!
 
 Why did you play me?
 Why did you make me love you?
 Why is my life so crappy?
 Why did I have to take all you said as true
 When they were all lies?
 Why did you leave me?
 Why did it cause so many cries?
 But you will see
 That, those that once tore me down, will no longer: Goodbyes.
 
 Why
 Why
 Why
 Why
 WHY?!
 
 No more lies
 No more truths
 No more cries
 No more carefully crafted half-truths
 NO MORE ANYTHING!

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