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The depression I feel
Is my fault.
As I watch you tread off
To pay her another visit
I remember you decline
The homemade breakfast of exquisite
As you willingly pass through the heavy brine
You think that I'm feeling fine
When in fact
You've created another twenty-four-hour-lasting impact
"I'm off to see Flame Princess," you say
I say, "go for Tier two"
As the breakfast meal started getting cold on the tray
Now that you met her
You don't punch the Ice King as superb
Or play video games
Or mention my name
Do I feel jealousy?
No I can't;
I have Lady.
Do I feel guilty?
No; what did I do to make you feel sad?
For making you feel glee
I don't mean to be evil
But I wish you were still mourning
Hugging that sticky pink gum with a grip very feeble
So you and me could be together a-spending
But, alas, I can't change the past
Because bending the rules of time
Can make death likely fast
Even if I say these words repeatedly
You would ignore me
And here, we go