Left a pain so strong,
I still have panic attacks
I thought you were the one
Bragged about you to all my friends
Painted a beautiful picture of our future
We’d travel the world together
Have sex, laughter, and lots of adventure
And we’d have a beautiful house located on cloud nine
Can you picture Saturday mornings
Waking up to our child jumping in the bed
Our love was supposed to be a piece of cake
But you chose to make it complicated
You always knew you weren’t going to give half of what you wanted
But you pushed anyway
Now I have nothing
My cup is empty with no one to fill it
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