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My time has come
To think about tomorrow
No, we're not done
But I'm drowning in sorrow

The fact that I'm useless
Reflecting back to past Valentine's Day cards
And pointless occasions where you gave me roses
Just because you wanted to

But was it really what you wanted?
Or would you rather take my innocence and liability
Without questioning my doubt
About losing my virginity?

To you, it's nothing
To me, it's everything

You see, I've got these theories
And epiphanies that I want to tell you about
But you're always charming me with your angelic
Melodic voice

The same voice that leads me upstairs every night
After we're both full of vodka, we just might

No, we can't
You're using me to your will
Taking me, like a pill
Against my strong will

"I will not let you use me to your advantage.
I will not let you use me to your advantage.
I will not let you use me to your advantage."

Like a kid in detention
I write this over and over
Until I finally get it through your head
My will is not dead