We sit at opposite sides.
I thought I played so well.
I didn't make a mess,
Didn't let the secrets spill.
And you need me to be there,
And I need you.
But I won't compromise with
Your hurtful guise.
Don't put me in the middle.
I'll sit all by myself.
I didn't ask for disapproval.
So show my life some respect.
Maybe if I was three years older,
You wouldn't ignore me.
Move down some seats.
After all, they are annoying.
Forget my unforgettable presence.
Take me out of the picture frame.
Even on my darkest days,
I had you to hope for.
But all I really have
Is your empty words.
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