I opened my eyes while you were kissing me once, more than once, and you looked as sincere as a dog. Just as sincere as a dog does when it's the food on your lips with which it's in love. I bet you could never tell that I knew you didn't know me that well. It is my fault, you see, you never learned that much from me. Oh you silly stupid pastime of mine. You were always good for a rhyme. And from the first, to the last time, the signs said 'Stop' - but we went on whole-hearted. It ended bad, but I love what we started. It said 'Stop' - but we went on whole-hearted. It ended bad, but I love what we started.
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