You don't know the weight of your words.
When you cry wolf, your voice is the only one that's heard.
But I thought I knew better.
But I thought I'd done my research.
You don't know the strength of your tongue,
when you're slinging your words that twist and cut.
That night that you said your last goodbyes,
I thought that I'd beat you to the punch this time.
You made me your rock
and threw me out to sea.
Not quite sure why you'd expect that from me.
You picked your poison and I picked mine.
You swallowed all those bitter pills
While I'm choking on my wine.
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