There were no exceptions.

When I was a boy I swore love ain’t exist,

Rejected and threw that shit down the drain like


no, I never thought I could feel like this,

So empty and lonely with no happiness.

My cat, Millie, along with a portrait of an ex-girlfriend.

Decades have passed since my shallow thesis,

The girl that I needed I probably missed,

and the girl that I wanted fucked me and dismissed,

Add some irony, the one I hate I kissed

None of these love songs have ever spoke true,

it’s not about the sunshine and rainbows painted for you,

to build around myself, i was right in my youth, with no who,

’cause it’s more about going out and finding what you’re into.

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