I was never tougher than the rest

Well, it’s Saturday noon and you’re gone into the blue.
rose, whiteI kept an eye on you a while, maybe you did it on me too.
It’s true I ran off first because you caused us so much stress.
Once you wanted love, but last night you changed your address.
Yet there’s no healing knowing you’ve also bruises in your chest.
Well, I now face my pale truth, I was never tougher than the rest.

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