Could be you, Could be me
It could be you, but now I fell too low.
It could be you, but now I let it go.
It was not me, but, see, it was just so.
It could be you, that I'd be happy with.
It could be you, the Dan made for my Chris.
It could be you, but it has come to this.
It was not me, because I don't have tits.
It could be you, but you were out too long.
It could be you, for whom I write this song.
It could be you, but wasn't. Oh, come on.
It was not me. Just not.
It's never fucking me.
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