Ex’s and oh’s
Lost love throes
Memory sickness
And nostalgic woes

If I could go back and tell you
It would all be over soon
You might not believe me
Ever at all

So this is my tragedy
Mind stuck in that fantasy
Where your thoughts were peaches and cream
But what lies below is this depressing thing

You think you’re invincible
A peaking of strength
A pillar of power
A paragon to the cause

It all seems so quaint
And though you can’t
Understand the way I do
You’ll see how soon

You fool
You poor, fate twisted fool
Soon you shall see
The coming reckoning

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