We seem to discard each other hastily 

Leaving little time for reflection
Carrying our baggaged selves
From one relationship to the next

Since this is coming from me
Take it with a grain

Looking back, however
I've invested as necessary
Only when he matched my energy

Perhaps I've changed
But ultimately

For whatever reason
If loving him is wrong
I'm not gonna sing that song

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