gillyisagem
You always sang about everything, but you were never very good. You did everything half-assed, you wanted the fame, the girls, the money--not the music. What did that get for you? Nothing. You broke my heart into a million pieces. Music put you there. And you wrote about breaking my heart and everyone else's hearts and it didn't even faze you. I guess we'll never know. Your songs never made sense anyways.
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