| Have I failed us again, my dear?
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| By saying things that were untrue?
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| Dodging things that needed doing
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| And this damage I have done
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| Is now becoming way too much for me to undo
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| I should have changed my ways when you warned me
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| When the sky turned grey with a promise of rain
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| Sweet wine into the river. |
| I’ll decline
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| Yet another try to make good on a promise I made
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| Keep it safe for a single day
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| I have failed you again, dear friend
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| No curse reversed. |
| I’m still unreserved
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| All white lies in a line of many
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| Out for blood, have formed an army
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| If the first step is indeed the hardest
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| (It's a leap of faith)
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| There is a chance I may actually rise above this
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| (It's fighting chance)
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| A final chance to redeem myself
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| I’m way too skilled in deception
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| I’m all too prone to indiscretion
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| Yet again I’ll try to make good on a promise I made
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| It’s a promise I made at the break of a brand new day
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| It’s a promise I may well break before the end of the day |