worst mistake

The worst mistake in my life
Were your eyes, your eyes, your eyes.
The worst turn which I took
Was to shut up, shut up, shut up.
The worst present I got
was your support, support, support.
Where love ought to be found
you tiptoed around, around and round.

Not much now does remain
except fiery flaming pain;
For it was all in vain, in vain, in vain:
You’re still the same, the same old same
and I’m to blame, to blame, to blame
for playing a game, your game, sad game.

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