june, oh june

so save your breath, i will not care
i think i made it very clear
you couldn't hate enough to love
is that supposed to be enough?

i only wish you weren't my friend
then i could hurt you in the end
i never claimed to be a saint
my own was banished long ago
it took the death of hope to let you go

so break yourself against my stones
and spit your pity in my soul
you never needed any help
you sold me out to save yourself


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