Broken record

Like the guilty lines of a sad song
that you swear you’ve heard before.

To careless hearts love will always be
a broken record that won’t stop playing.

See the names might have changed
but that awful feeling stays the same.

Praying once more at your altar of shame
and to know it is you who holds all blame.

Cause their beginnings are so very sweet
to bad the ends never justified the deceit.

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