Or is it?
"Maybe we got lost in translation, maybe I asked for too much, but maybe this thing was a masterpiece before you tore it all up. Running scared, I was there, I remember it all too well. And you call me up again just to break me like a promise. So casually cruel in the name of being honest. I'm a crumpled up piece of paper lying here, cause I remember it all all all too well".
Word, Swifty. Word. Speaks right to me.
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