you're breaking our perfect world,
we were meant to be, but now i'd guess
that you weren't made for me,
but it's just that every stupid little thing you do,
makes me ache for your love, and even love you,
every time you don't pick up,
every minute i've spent for you is piling up,
and i'm tripping over it, and it's messing me up,
cos i don't think it's very fair,
the way all i do is give,
and you can never share,
but sir, you've gotta believe,
our little world is not the only thing that's breaking,
what's worse is you're breaking me.
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