Excuse me
Was it you
To whom I was talking to?
Could’ve fooled me. Deary, being so absent-minded.
My conversation
Who are you, really?
That you think something I say to another
Concerns you in any way
I didn’t mean harm
And the target knew this clearly
But you came in and changed the mood completely
Turned everything into bloody mary
Dear God, who asked you?
Who even cares?
Such ignorance makes me wish
You never too another breath
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