Why am I always the cautious one? I risk, but only so much.
Why are you always the rash one? You never blink as you lunge head-first
What's more, your blindness has led you to think you'll always hit the jackpot.
Why do I indulge you in your fantasy?
The worst part is this hatred comes from love.
It comes from trust and thinking you know better...
Why isn't it ever enough?
Funny I'm the one with a guilty conscience
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