Victoria
I'll make my apologies and ill make them for two
If i could paint you a picture the colour would be blue
I looked into the mirror and all i could see
Was a bitter old twisted version of me
Put the children to bed and send out for Tea
I am calling an end to our Love , it is Dead
Take the phone off the hook and throw the sheets from the bed
Wash them on spin and bleach out her scent
Call all the classifieds I've a room up for rent
I have loathed you and loved you in equal amounts
but for all your faults on this you can count
On reflection my dear it was always my fault
Forgive me my action's ,my malice , my spite
May you smile at another and give them your Love
For you were sent from God above
Goodbye God bless my lover my friend
I'm sorry i ruined our fairy tale End
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