All My Fault

I opened my eyes
While you were kissing me
once
more than once
And you looked as sincere as a dog
Just as sincere as a dog does,
When it’s the food on your lips with
which it’s in love
I bet you could never tell
That I knew you didn’t know me that well
It is my fault you see
You never learned that much from me
Oh you silly stupid pastime of mine
You were always good for rhyme
And from the first to the last time
The sign says stop
But we went on whole hearted
it ended bad
But I love what we started
it says stop
But we went on whole hearted
it ended bad
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