Every time I told you the truth of how I felt,
I think you disregarded it as if it weren't there.
I think you hoped I'm lying, you didn't get too close
But at the end, your words were what slit my throat.
So here I am now, heart on my sleeve,
And I won't let you become something you hate.
I know it seems hard but you need to let go...
This balancing act isn't something you should do.
Trust me, my sweet, I know what to do,
I've done this a thousand times over...
I'll just do my job, and I will do my best,
This isn't something you will go through, alone.
Say your goodbyes, prepare yourself,
But this isn't something you'll be allowed to do...
If anything were to go wrong,
I'd rather be the one you hate.
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