I need to throw this shirt away,
This one hear with a hole,
Not because it has a fray,
But because it deals a toll.
I remember the night it tore,
Out of everyone's shirt,
You chose the ones I wore,
Yes it kinda hurt.
You went a little too far,
You had your favorite drink,
We wasn't at a bar,
You made me think.
If you weren't such a germ,
I might actually could stay,
It always makes me worm,
When it's your name they say.
You grabbed me that night,
You said you loved me,
Then you started a fight,
And it got me hurt.
You tried to be sly,
I am actually kinda smart,
You told a lie,
And broke my heart,
I turned away,
You grabbed my shirt,
That was the day,
My shirt became dirt.
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