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What can I say?
What can I say?

A bit of love-struck stumbling
Made me trip and fall.
I tumbled down,
Heart first,
Head last,
Cried till I paused at last-
Precarious,
On this little ledge,
So very so close to the edge.

What can I say?
What can I say?
I fell a little too fast,
I listened to the wrong thing
-and lord it's still hurting me.


What can I say?
I'm a bit jealous-
You seemed to have moved away so fast.
I'm a bit less cautious,
Been disregarding my past,
Making the same mistakes,
Just sitting there, laughing-
Trying to make the best of it,
But damn.

What can I say?
What can I say?
I'm still hooked up on my past,
On the grin I was told I had,
On the lovesick, pushiness.

All I can do is hope you've moved on,
That you don't care anymore,
That you don't even think about me...
Ouch
-Ouch.

Damn.