Where
are you and what have you done?
You
left behind powder marks from a smoking gun
I
guess you thought by drowning in your pity pool
Maybe
somehow, I would feel sorry for you
Wasn’t
I the one who wished you well
Giving
you the space to be yourself
Wasn’t
I the one who took you in
Cuz
you were in a place that I had been
You
bailed like a bitch for the world to see
At
least I did my part – my hands are clean
I
tried compassion and I tried to be kind
But
none of that shit could make you mine
You
can’t take a whore and make a bride
Some
people never change on the inside
Wasn’t
I the one to extend my hand
Giving
you a friend who would understand
Wasn’t
I the one to open up my home
So
you didn’t end up on the streets and alone
You
had this urge to be single and free
You
got what you wanted – my hands are clean
I
did my duty and I played my part
I
hope you’re grateful wherever you are
Karma
always finds a sweet place to land
Whatever
happens now is out of my hands
Wasn’t
I the one who wished you well
Giving
you the space to be yourself
Wasn’t
I the one who took you in
Cuz
you were in a place that I had been
You
bailed like a bitch for the world to see
At
least I did my part – my hands are clean
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