Yes you had her,
Loved her,
All that Jazz.
Did I need the details?
Do I need to know everything?
I think you know the answer.
But is this your fault?
Maybe not.
I was the one who looked for it,
Searched for the evidence,
All that Jazz.
You hardly shoved it in my face.
But it doesnt matter,
I cant handle it anymore,
I cant look at you in the same way,
All that Jazz.
Perhaps we should take a break.
