Better Than That

I did everything for you that I possibly could
It was all for naught, yea you fucked me over good
After all these years, why must you continue to haunt
I guess the pain you inflicted is a never ending font
The worst part is that I can’t place all the blame on you
Thought I played blind, the truth is that I knew
I can’t change the past but of one thing you can be sure
I know now that I am worthy of so much more

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