I'm certain that I didn't shoot the President... but for some reason I'm being treated as if I did. Sure, I'm willing to play along... In fact, it's brought me to the realization that I have friends that are much deeper than any pocket you've drawn upon. Money changes everything around me. I've worn both jerseys.... and I still pray to never be traded. It's cute... the way that you have allowed numbers to define your success.
I'm watching my heart dig it's own grave. Clogging it's very arteries. A race horse that is worth more as feed. Thanks for the Derby, but you'll mean more in print.
I meant every word that I cried into my pillow last month. And I know how great it makes you feel to share them with everyone.
I'm leaving now to share a mattress with your biggest regret of all.
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