(cattleya)
i've learned not to expect too much from you
here's a broken heart, so painful, so blue
a bunch of flowers from you, that's a start
as long as i know it came from your heart
they always say it's the thought that matters
i waited, i hoped, my heart's in tatters
i should let go, let you out of my life
end the pain, the sorrows that cut like a knife
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