I was running mary.
And the days were growing long.
And i was minding mine,
I was doing nothing wrong.
And the news you sent me.
And the bar's upon the door.
And this one caught me blind--
Couldn't stop me anymore.
Tell me how much do i forgive
'cause you laid one in on me, but i'm all right.
Tell me how much--this goes on and on.
I was running barely
And it's hard to face me more.
And i was minding mine,
And doing nothing more.
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