Remember that time that You walked all over Me.
That You were so in Love.
And that I told You it was OK to cry, and to just go right ahead.
Do You also remember walking out on Me.
And leaving me for Dead.
I think about You all the time.
So I like to talk to you now and then, and think that it will mean something someday.
Oh to quote your singing lips in hope that You still sing it to anyone.
"And Since you said Goodbye,
The polka-dots fill my eyes.
And I don't know Why."
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