April would you be less difficult?
Lose my hand and say "I told you so".
And I'll be honest with you,
this is more than I could chew.
And I'll be honest with you,
soon enough I'll yield.
February came, I didn't know.
She shook her head and said: "Think I should go."
And I'll be honest with you,
time is more than I could kill.
And I'll be honest with you,
a fragile mind would always yield.
Would always yield.
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